Jaxon Smith-Njigba didn’t just show up for the NFC Championship Game.
He owned it.

Against the Los Angeles Rams, the Seahawks’ third-year wide receiver delivered one of the most complete performances of his career — 10 catches, 153 yards, and a touchdown in a 31–27 win that sent Seattle to Super Bowl LX. The numbers were loud. The routes were cleaner. The moment was unmistakable.
But somewhere between the touchdowns and the confetti, fans noticed something else.
In the stands — and later on the field — Smith-Njigba’s mom, Jami Smith, became part of the story.
Wearing a neon-green Seahawks outfit that seemed impossible to miss under the lights at Lumen Field, she stood out immediately.

The look wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t cautious. It was joyful, intentional, and unapologetically proud — capped off with a cowboy-style Seahawks hat featuring a Jack of Hearts card, a clear nod to her son.
It wasn’t fashion for fashion’s sake.
It was a statement.
As cameras caught Jami sharing a moment with Jaxon before the game, the contrast was striking. The son — locked in, focused, about to deliver the performance of his life. The mother — glowing, expressive, carrying the emotional weight of every yard he’s earned to get here.
That balance resonated.

Smith-Njigba’s season has been nothing short of elite. He led the NFL in receiving yards with 1,793, hauled in 119 catches, and scored 10 touchdowns — numbers that place him firmly among the league’s top receivers. But Sunday’s performance felt like something else entirely.
It felt personal.
Every catch against the Rams seemed to stretch the defense thinner. Every first down chipped away at doubt. And when he crossed the goal line, the camera cut back to the stands — where that neon green outfit flashed again, louder than any sign or chant.
For fans, it became a visual anchor to the moment.

Because behind Smith-Njigba’s rise is a family that understands elite performance. His father, Maada Smith-Njigba, played college football as a linebacker at Stephen F. Austin University, passing down both athleticism and discipline.
His older brother, Canaan Smith-Njigba, carved his own path as a professional baseball player — drafted by the Yankees, debuting with the Pirates, and later playing in Seattle with the Mariners.
This isn’t accidental success.
It’s cultivated.
And Jami Smith’s presence made that impossible to ignore.

In a league often dominated by stoic sidelines and restrained reactions, her outfit and energy cut through the noise. It reminded fans that these moments — championships, Super Bowls, career-defining games — ripple far beyond the field.
Now, Smith-Njigba heads to Santa Clara for Super Bowl LX, where the Seahawks will face the New England Patriots on February 8. The stage will be bigger. The pressure heavier. The lights brighter.
And chances are, somewhere nearby, that neon green will flash again.

Not to steal attention.
But to remind everyone that behind every breakout star is a support system bold enough to believe before the rest of the world catches up.
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