Someone Had Caitlin Clark Sign An Ultrasound Photo At Pacers Game

Caitlin Clark is making the rounds in her new stomping grounds of Indianapolis, and she's already got a pretty great "weird autograph" story and she hasn't even played a minute of professional hoops yet.

She really is a generational talent.

Anyone could go up to Caitlin Clark with a basketball or a pair of sneakers and ask for an autograph, but where is the creativity? Think outside the box a little, people.

We're all familiar with goofy autograph requests. I feel like the most common alt-autrograph is anything on one's body. Stuff like asking for a quick Sharpie signature on a boob or a John Hancock on the calf. But it's been done a million times.

Sometimes someone comes up with a weird object to get signed, but that's usually born from necessity. 

"I didn't know I was going to run into Caitlin Clark, so I had her sign the little gum container I keep in my car; it's all I had on me."

But I don't think that's what happened on Friday night when Clark hit up an Indiana Pacers playoff game and sat there awkwardly revving a pretend IndyCar engine (in her defense that's impossible to not make awkward. No one can see your feet on the gas pedal, so it's just you sitting there in a pretend car while an engine roars). 

Meanwhile, someone showed up prepared for a weird autograph: a Caitlin Clark sig on the ultrasound photo of their unborn youngster.

I hope that kid ends up being named "Caitlin" if it's a girl or "Clark" if it's a boy. 

Also, that kid is destined to be a stud basketball player. He or she just got the Caitlin Clark stamp of approval and they're still vegging out in the womb.

That's a very cool keepsake to show that kid when they start playing organized basketball in a few years, and it's also one of many strange things Caitlin Clark will sign throughout her career.

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Matt is a University of Central Florida graduate and a long-suffering Philadelphia Flyers fan living in Orlando, Florida. He can usually be heard playing guitar, shoe-horning obscure quotes from The Simpsons into conversations, or giving dissertations to captive audiences on why Iron Maiden is the greatest band of all time.