BREAKING NEWS: Angel Reese LOSES IT After DROPPED AGAIN From Chicago Sky Starting Team

She Got Benched. Again. But It Wasn’t the Substitution That Made Everyone Go Silent

She didn’t limp off. She didn’t get fouled.
The buzzer hadn’t even sounded yet.
And still — five minutes into the game — Angel Reese was walking to the bench.

No one clapped.
No fist bumps.
Not even eye contact from the coach.

She sat down quietly, adjusted her headband, and stared forward like she didn’t notice the substitution at all.

But everyone else did.

 

And that wasn’t even the worst part.

A Chart Dropped. A Clip Leaked. And Then… Silence

Later that night, the numbers went viral.

A WNBA stat chart — filtered by layup percentage, minimum 35 attempts.

And sitting at the very bottom?

Angel Reese – 31%

That wasn’t just disappointing.
It was historically terrible.

54 layup attempts.
Only 16 makes.

That’s not “rookie struggles.”
That’s “unplayable under the rim.”

And then came the footage.

One Play. One Camera Angle. And Everything Changed

She grabs the rebound. Wide open.
No one even near the paint.
She spins… but doesn’t square her shoulders. Doesn’t look at the rim.

Just a panicked fling — from the hip.
It misses so badly it hits the side of the backboard.

The bench doesn’t move.
Her teammates don’t blink.
One assistant coach glances down at his clipboard and doesn’t look up again.

The moment was caught.
Slowed down.
Replayed.
Shared.

And in less than 12 hours, Angel Reese had become a trending topic — for all the wrong reasons.

But It Wasn’t Just About the Shot

It wasn’t just about that one miss. Or that game.

It was about everything that came after.

Because Angel Reese didn’t scowl.
She didn’t hang her head.
She smiled.
Posted a cryptic caption.
Laughed during the postgame tunnel walk.
Tossed her hair like the scoreboard didn’t exist.

And that — that disconnect — is what made the moment stick.

The Layup Numbers Don’t Lie — But They Hurt

Let’s put it in context:

A’ja Wilson — 72% on layups

Aaliyah Boston — 69%

Camila Cardoso (Reese’s teammate) — 56.2%

Kelsey Plum (5’8 guard) — 42%

Angel Reese — 31%, lowest in the entire league

And the kicker?
She’s third in total attempts.

She’s not just missing shots.
She’s missing high-percentage, close-range, designed-to-score looks.

Behind the Stats: What’s Really Going Wrong

➤ Mechanics?

Reese’s footwork is rushed. Her release is panicked. Her shoulders aren’t squared. And often — her eyes aren’t even on the rim.

➤ Mentality?

She’s going up to draw fouls, not finish plays. She wants whistles, not buckets. And when the whistles don’t come — the possession dies.

➤ System?

She rebounds and instantly forces the shot back up — no read, no reset, no kick-out.

“She treats the ball like it’s burning her hands,” one scout told a podcast this week.
“Grab, panic, miss, repeat.”

Meanwhile… Cardoso Is Right There

Camila Cardoso. Same size. Same role.
Same team.

And yet:
Cardoso finishes with patience. She squares. She scans.
She makes it look easy.

The contrast isn’t just visual. It’s structural.

One teammate is finishing with 56%.
The other? 31%.
And she’s still taking more shots.

“If your 56% shooter gets fewer touches than your 31% shooter,” a former coach tweeted, “you’re not running an offense — you’re running a PR campaign.”

PR vs Performance — The Tension Fans Can’t Unsee

Because on social media, Angel Reese is everywhere.
Promos. Commercials. Magazine covers.

She’s a star.
She’s confident.
She’s got brand deals, interviews, podcast spots.

But on the court?

She’s getting benched.

She’s getting blocked.

And her team — the Chicago Sky — just lost 99–74 while scoring 9 points in an entire quarter.

Fans aren’t hating.
They’re wondering:

“Why is the face of the franchise being protected like the numbers don’t exist?”

The Locker Room Has Gone Quiet

No teammate calls her out.
No one publicly defends her, either.

A few players clap half-heartedly on the bench when she checks back in.
One player — unnamed — told a local journalist off-record:

“They don’t say it out loud… but we all know what the problem is.”

That’s not a role player struggling.
That’s a trust breakdown.

And Then… She Got Dropped. Again.

Not a rumor.
Not a “strategic rest.”

Angel Reese was benched from the starting lineup. For the second time.

This isn’t development anymore.
This is damage control.

Because the game isn’t about potential.
It’s about execution.

And right now, Angel Reese is executing poorly — while projecting superstar energy.

“They’re Watching Me Too” — But Not How She Thinks

Angel once said:

“It’s not just Caitlin Clark. They’re watching me too.”

And she’s right.

But now they’re watching to see:

How many layups she’ll miss

Whether she’ll strut back after going 2-for-11

Whether this is just a slump — or a warning

“You don’t want to go full Angel Reese,” one commentator joked.
“Big attitude. No finish.”

What Could’ve Been a Rise Is Becoming a Spiral

She didn’t need to become the next Lisa Leslie.
She just needed to finish.

She had the fanbase. The marketing. The moment.

But instead of quietly becoming reliable, she chose loud and inconsistent.

And now?
Teams aren’t planning plays around her.
They’re planning how to limit the damage when she’s on the floor.

What Happens Next?

Not a dramatic cut.
Not a scandal.

Just… erosion.

Bench minutes.

Cold rotations.

Reduced usage.

And a slow slide into being “just another jersey with promise.”

Because Angel Reese was right — they’re watching. But not for greatness. Not anymore

Disclaimer:
Some stories unfold in silence before they ever hit the headlines. And when they do, the reactions—whether loud or quiet—often shape the narrative more than the facts themselves. While this moment, like many in sports, has been captured through stats, screens, and side-eyes, what it means depends on who’s watching, and what they choose to see. The numbers tell one version. The footage adds another. But it’s the collective response—the shift in mood, the glance from the bench, the weight of expectation—that gives it meaning. This isn’t just a stat line. It’s a conversation still unfolding, frame by frame.