@ DET 2024-12-05

Idk, this is only my 2nd season playing fantasy

Idk much of anything about Fantasy

So scared to start this guy in the playoffs but at the same time I feel like he’s gonna go crazy next week

Wait till I come to Detroit

Bruh this guy only plays maximum 60% of the snaps while guys like Watson and wicks were playing 80 90. Something has to be wrong with him. Gotta be an undisclosed injury or something no way this guy is their wr1 and he only playing 50 60 % of the snaps

Jayden Reed needs to find a new team, they do not respect him enough at Green Bay

Jus coming back here to remind u how u hoed me

It’s easy to underestimate how deeply a fantasy football performance can affect a person. On paper, it’s just a game—a roster of names, stats, and points compiled on a digital scoreboard. In reality, for those of us who pour countless hours into research, strategy, and emotional investment, it feels deeply personal when a player—like Jayden Reed—delivers absolutely nothing. A resounding zero. No catches, no yards, no hope. Just a black hole of potential and expectations. Jayden Reed, your scoreless performance isn’t just a mark in my fantasy lineup. It’s a betrayal of trust, a deflation of dreams, and a source of intense resentment. I drafted you with faith, not because you were some top-tier, can’t-miss prospect, but because you showed promise. You had flashes of brilliance—electric plays, crisp route-running, and an ability to find space in crowded defenses. Those glimpses made me believe that you were more than just a name on a roster. You were a sleeper, a potential breakout star, someone who could elevate my team from mediocrity to greatness. But then, Week X arrived. While I watched the games, glued to my phone and refreshing my fantasy app, your stat line remained an eternal void. Zero targets? Zero catches? How? It’s not like you weren’t on the field. It’s not like the quarterback didn’t have opportunities to throw your way. What happened? Were you running invisible routes? Did you forget that fantasy football managers, like me, staked our hopes and reputations on your performance? I trusted you, Jayden. And you let me down. This resentment isn’t entirely rational, I admit. I know you didn’t step onto the field with the express purpose of ruining my fantasy week. Your job is to win real football games, not boost imaginary stats. But the thing about fantasy football is that it blurs the lines between the real and the imagined. Every catch, every yard, every touchdown is personal. When you succeed, I feel a vicarious sense of victory. When you fail, it feels like a gut punch. The resentment also comes from the ripple effects of that zero. Fantasy football isn’t just about me and my team—it’s a social experience. There’s the trash talk in group chats, the agonizing over waiver wire pickups, the carefully planned trades, and, most importantly, the weekly matchups. When my opponent checks my lineup and sees that gaping zero, they don’t just see a failure; they see my failure. They see an opportunity to exploit my vulnerability, to mock my faith in a player who couldn’t deliver. Jayden, your zero didn’t just cost me points—it cost me pride. I can’t help but think about the what-ifs. What if I had benched you for that other receiver who put up a modest but respectable ten points? What if I had invested my draft capital elsewhere? What if I hadn’t bought into the hype? These questions spiral, and with each one, my frustration grows. I replay the moments leading up to my decision to start you: the hours spent poring over analysis, reading glowing reports about your potential, and ignoring the nagging doubts. And for what? A scoreless game that left me questioning my instincts. But resentment isn’t just about anger—it’s about disappointment. I wanted to root for you, Jayden. I wanted to watch you snag a crucial third-down catch, break free for a long touchdown, or simply contribute to your team in a meaningful way. I wanted to see the joy of your teammates rallying around you after a big play, knowing that I had picked the right player. Instead, I got nothing. Perhaps this resentment will fade with time. Maybe you’ll bounce back in future weeks and remind me why I believed in you in the first place. Or maybe this zero will be the defining moment of my season, a bitter lesson in trusting players who don’t deliver when it matters most. Either way, the sting of this week’s failure won’t be easily forgotten. For now, though, I’m left with this lingering frustration, this gnawing sense of betrayal, and this simmering resentment toward a player who may never even know I exist. Jayden Reed, you may have scored zero points on the field, but off the field, you’ve sparked a hurricane of emotions. And for that, I resent you.

This guy singlehandedly ruined my 12 week win streak

Daily fuck u Jayden reed

This my 6th time but fuck you bum

U dumb fuk

Anyone seen that video on TikTok someone made a distrack on him and he commented “this shit ass” 😭

Actually would have won if he scored one point

I NEEDED 10 POINTS FOR THE 200 POINT GAME BRUH

Thanks reed for killing my hopes for the szn

I just needed 4 points to win

Out of playoffs cus I started this bum over Wilson

I had reed and kmet and won my week with 175

Should I just drop him

If had had even just 2 catches I would’ve won

Somebody smell like shit

So Guys what were doing next this week??? Bench this f… or not? 🤣