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NO Breaking News: An Open Letter from Justin Jefferson to Ja’Marr Chase and the Entire LSU Tigers Community That Will Leave You Speechless
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, that origin story is forever tied to Baton Rouge — the hallowed grounds of LSU’s Tiger Stadium, the echoes of a record-breaking 2019 season, and the unshakable brotherhood formed between himself, Ja’Marr Chase, Joe Burrow, Clyde Edwards-Helaire, and the rest of the purple and gold family.
But what happens when the noise of the league quiets for a moment? What happens when one of the NFL’s biggest stars pauses, not to promote a new brand or talk game stats, but to reflect — and to write?
That moment arrived when Justin Jefferson penned an open letter to his former LSU teammate Ja’Marr Chase and the LSU Tigers community. Shared via social media, the heartfelt message did more than go viral — it stunned fans, humbled rivals, and reminded everyone of the unbreakable ties between a team, a university, and the heart of a champion.
Below is the full, unfiltered text of Justin Jefferson’s open letter — a message that speaks volumes beyond football.
It’s been a minute since I put my thoughts to paper. Life in the NFL is fast — film sessions, travel, practice, more practice, and games that decide legacies. But some things are too important to let time or distance erase. So today, I’m pressing pause on the grind to speak from the heart.
Because the truth is, everything I am today — every route, every touchdown, every moment in the spotlight — started with y’all.
Ja’Marr, brother, this starts with you. We pushed each other every single day in Baton Rouge. Remember those scorching hot practices, the one-on-one reps where neither of us wanted to lose, not even once? You made me better. Iron sharpens iron — and you were my steel. Every time I see you doing your thing in Cincinnati — the toe taps, the explosive bursts, the smooth confidence — I don’t just see a superstar wide receiver. I see family.
I see a kid from Rummel, hungry, driven, talented as hell, and unwilling to be second to anybody. Just like I was. We weren’t just teammates; we were brothers in arms. And now we’re carving out our own legends on opposite sides of the league — and I couldn’t be prouder.
But this letter isn’t just about Ja’Marr.
It’s for the whole LSU Tigers community. The fans, the trainers, the staff, the walk-ons, the band. Coach Orgeron, who believed in us when the world still doubted. Joe Brady and Steve Ensminger, who built the scheme that unlocked the monster in us. Coach Mickey Joseph, who coached us like warriors. Y’all saw us. And more than that — you let us fly.
You let us become the greatest college football team of all time.
There are teams, and then there are movements. 2019 wasn’t just a season — it was a revolution.
We walked into every stadium like we owned it. And we did. 15-0. SEC Champions. Peach Bowl. National Championship. Over 700 points. Over 6,000 passing yards. I caught 111 passes for 1,540 yards. Ja’Marr had 1,780. Joe threw 60 touchdowns. Clyde danced through defenses. Thaddeus, Terrace, Derrick, Grant, Patrick, K’Lavon, Jacoby — monsters.
We didn’t play with fear. We played with love. Love for each other. Love for the game. Love for LSU.
And I’ll never forget it.
Saturday nights in Death Valley? Still gives me chills. When the lights came on and the band struck up “Calling Baton Rouge,” I knew something special was about to happen.
You didn’t just support us. You celebrated us. From the walk to Tiger Stadium to the roars after every first down, you made us believe we were invincible. And when we hoisted that trophy in New Orleans — in front of all of Louisiana — it felt like destiny.
And in so many ways, it was.
I want y’all to know that every touchdown I score, every gritty, every record I chase — a piece of it belongs to you.
If you’re wearing that LSU jersey today, understand the privilege. You walk the same halls we did. You lift in the same weight room, eat in the same cafeteria, and sit in the same meeting rooms. You’re not just playing for a school — you’re playing for a tradition.
This ain’t just any program. This is LSU. Wide Receiver U. This is where dreams are born.
Respect it. Honor it. And leave it better than you found it.
You’ve got giants walking before you — Odell, Jarvis, DJ Chark, myself, Ja’Marr — and more coming behind. Be the next. And when you get there, reach back and pull someone else up.
Man, I smile every time I see you breaking another record. Rookie of the Year, back-to-back Pro Bowls, deep playoff runs. You’re killing it. And I know we still push each other from afar.
But know this: I got love for you that no stat sheet can define.
We came from the same mud and built our empire from scratch. And I truly believe the best is still ahead for both of us.
We may be on different teams, but every time we line up on opposite sidelines — or even share that Pro Bowl huddle — it’s a reminder of just how far we’ve come. And how far we still can go.
Let’s keep pushing this WR standard to a whole new stratosphere.
Coach, you didn’t just coach us. You believed in us. You let us be ourselves. You gave us room to grow, and you demanded greatness. And in return, we gave you everything we had.
I still hear your gravel voice in my head sometimes before a big game. “GEAUX TIGERS.”
Thank you. For real. For everything.
Even though I’m in Minnesota now, even though the turf is different and the playbook’s bigger, my heart’s always going to be in Baton Rouge.
When I close my eyes, I still see purple and gold confetti raining down. I still hear the crowd erupting after every touchdown. I still feel the weight of the Tiger on my chest.
No matter where this game takes me — Pro Bowl, Super Bowl, Hall of Fame, wherever — I will always be a Tiger first.
And when I’m old and gray, you’ll find me back in Louisiana, rocking an LSU hat, telling some young buck about the time a bunch of kids turned the SEC upside down and made history.
This isn’t a farewell. This is a thank you.
To Ja’Marr — keep shining. Keep climbing. I’m watching, always.
To the fans — you’re the real MVPs. Thank you for riding with us, even when we were just names on a roster.
To LSU — thank you for turning boys into legends.
And to the next generation — go write your own story.
Geaux Tigers, forever.
With love and respect,
Justin Jefferson
#2 Forever
LSU Tigers WR (2017–2019)
Minnesota Vikings WR
Dream Chaser. Record Breaker. Tiger for Life.
Current LSU coach Brian Kelly called the letter “a masterclass in humility and passion,” while LSU fans flooded Reddit and Instagram with tearful and proud reactions.
In a time when sports stories can feel transactional, Jefferson’s message reminded us all: greatness isn’t built alone, and legacy isn’t measured in trophies — it’s measured in impact.
And Jefferson’s words? They’ve just become part of LSU legend.
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