Indiana Fever once again made headlines when **Nalyssa Smith burst into tears** on the court after being caught up in a **heated argument** involving Caitlin Clark. While all the attention was on Clark, Smith unexpectedly became the **victim of an attack**, causing her to **lose control of her emotions** in the last match!
It all started when Smith **stepped up to defend Clark** after a series of rough plays from her opponent. When Clark was repeatedly fouled without being called, Smith **couldn’t take it anymore** and took **strong action to protect her teammate**.

However, soon after, she became the **target of attack**, not only from her opponent but also from some referees and spectators. **Unfavorable decisions** happened to Smith one after another, and finally, the pressure built up and caused her to **cry on the court**.
Many believe that Smith is becoming a **victim of the media war** as Caitlin Clark attracts too much attention. Some believe that **Clark’s teammates are under too much pressure** as every situation on the court is closely dissected.
Meanwhile, Smith’s supporters insist that **she is simply a loyal teammate**. They believe that Smith was treated unfairly just because she **stood up to defend Clark**.
Caitlin Clark spoke out after the game, stating:
“We are a team and we always protect each other. I am very proud of Nalyssa and what she did today.”*
Smith herself later **recovered her composure**, but could not hide her disappointment at what happened.

On social media, a series of fans **criticized the WNBA**, saying that Smith **did not deserve to be treated like that** just because she dared to defend her teammates.
Is this a sign that **Indiana Fever is being bullied**? Or is Nalyssa Smith really suffering the consequences of being too loyal to Caitlin Clark? What is the truth behind these tears? **Stay tuned for more developments!**
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