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Jalen Ramsey’s Minicamp No-Show Is The Dolphins’ Latest Midseason Reality Show Disaster

Jalen Ramsey’s Minicamp No-Show Is The Dolphins’ Latest Midseason Reality Show Disaster

Alright, folks, buckle up. The Miami Dolphins have gifted us another episode of “NFL Roster Soap Opera,” starring none other than cornerback Jalen Ramsey, who has decided that showing up to the team’s mandatory minicamp is just not on his summer bucket list. Meanwhile, the Dolphins, juggling trade talks and football chaos like a toddler with too many toys, are desperately trying to find a buyer for the guy—sort of like when you try to sell a slightly used blender on Craigslist but no one wants to bite.

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Jalen Ramsey, who’s apparently too busy for mandatory minicamp, in action. (AP Photo/Eric Christian Smith)

So here’s the skinny: Rams? Gone. Jets? Nope. Dolphins? Well, Ramsey is still officially on the roster, but he’s treating that like a paperweight—he’s not sweating drills, not snapping on coverage, not even showing up to the team’s mandatory minicamp. And no, this isn’t some clever strategy to magically make the trade market hotter (spoiler alert: it’s not).

According to NFL Network’s Ian Rapoport, who definitely gets the exclusive scoop on all things chaos, Ramsey isn’t planning to grace the Dolphins’ facilities with his presence this week. The agreement to “explore a trade” started this offseason, which, newsflash, basically means the Dolphins want him off the books but haven’t found the right price yet. It’s like trying to sell a luxury car with a tool kit taped to the bumper: people see the value but wonder what the hell’s wrong under the hood.

Ramsey is a 30-year-old cornerback who still packs a punch defensively. Pro football fans know the name—he’s been an All-Pro, a lockdown guy, and someone you want on your side trying to intercept the football away from wide receivers who move faster than your grocery cart downhill. But now? He’s a headache whose massive $24 million cap hit is about as welcome as a mosquito at a nudist colony.

Last month, Cameron Wolfe (another NFL insider with a knack for drip-feeding good, bad, and ugly NFL drama) said, “nothing is imminent” on the trade front but told people to “keep an eye on” June 1. Guess what? June 1 came and went, and Ramsey is still training his golf swing while the Dolphins scramble for a trade partner that won’t require the team to sell a kidney.

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Watching the Ramsey trade drama unfold is better than most Netflix series.

Let me put this in relatable terms: Imagine you’re hosting a big summer BBQ, and you hire this celebrity chef who’s supposed to cook up a storm. But he decides, “Eh, I’m not really feeling it. I won’t show up.” Everyone else is ready to party, the grill is hot, the beers are cold, but with the chef a no-show, all the guests stare awkwardly at the empty smoker.

The Dolphins’ front office is that awkward host right now, holding a giant football-shaped disappointment for all their guests. Jalen Ramsey’s absence drags down an already unstable locker room atmosphere, making it harder for new talent to gel. Think of it as a group project where one dude ghosted the Zoom meetings and still expects an A for effort.

What makes this even more comical (or tragic, depending on your affinity for Dolphins’ misery) is the sheer volume of teams that have been rumored about as potential Ramsey suitors. The Steelers have flirted with the idea, the Rams (ironically) have looked like the best fit, even some dark-horse contenders have circled, but the stubborn $24 million salary cap hit feels like an anchor tossing the trade talks into the drink.

And while Ramsey twiddles his thumbs off the practice field, the Dolphins’ defensive backs who did show up are apparently looking sharp, “extremely good,” as Jaylen Waddle put it—not that it matters with Ramsey out of the picture. It’s like ordering a deluxe burger but getting just the bun and pickles while waiting for your meat patty to finally arrive. The backups are stepping up, sure, but this team still desperately needs that star power to thrive.

So, what’s the fallout here? The trade standoff throws a massive wrench into Miami’s offseason plans. The Dolphins are trying to tread water, hoping to combine a few new draft gems with existing talent like Tyreek Hill (who is thankfully sticking around) to challenge the NFL’s big dogs. But unresolved drama around Ramsey’s future permeates the vibe, like a stinky fish in a cooler about to ruin the entire trip.

If Ramsey departs before the season—and all signs point that way—the Dolphins need to find a solid replacement fast. Or better yet, they have to pull a rabbit out of their hat in the draft or free agency. Failure to do so can mean the defense remains a sieve, and losing an All-Pro-caliber cornerback will sting as much as stepping barefoot on a Lego midnight.

Meanwhile, the Dolphins’ fans are caught in this weird limbo between hope and despair, wondering if the front office has a clue or is just winging it like your college roommate who never passed a single exam but talked a good game. The roster chaos symbolizes a team at crossroads: Do they tear it down and rebuild or try to patch together something that can barely hold?

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This offseason is turning into an NFL episode Miami fans won’t soon forget.

Let’s be real. The Dolphins’ 2025 offseason saga with Jalen Ramsey is the NFL’s version of a slow-roasting roast where everyone’s watching the fire but no one’s turning the meat. And honestly, this just might be the new normal for Miami: a hot mess that’s part reality TV, part football, and all confusion.

So, while we wait for the next chapter—whether that’s a trade, a dramatic holdout extension, or Ramsey quietly reappearing to shock us all—grab your popcorn and settle in. Because the Miami Dolphins’ offseason saga is less about Xs and Os and more about “Who’s-showing-up-to-practice-and-who’s-not?” Reality bites, and for the Fins? It’s a full-on, all-you-can-eat buffet.

Stay tuned, because if you think this minicamp no-show is the end of the madness, you clearly haven’t been paying attention. There’s plenty more drama ahead. And yes, I’ll be here to rant about every single painful minute of it.

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