Landon Robinson grew up in Ohio, in a family full of Cincinnati Bengals fans. His dad has rooted for them his whole life.
This year, the Bengals used the 226th pick in the draft, one of the very last picks of the entire draft, to take him. A kid who grew up cheering for them was suddenly on their team.
And the way he got there makes it better.
Robinson didn't take the normal path to the NFL. He went to the United States Naval Academy. At just 6-foot-0 and 295 pounds, undersized for an interior lineman, he was told his whole career that he was too small to matter.
He kept wrecking offenses anyway.
By his senior year in 2025 he was named a first-team All-American, the first Navy defensive player to earn that honor in 50 years, and the Defensive Player of the Year in his conference. He finished with 14.5 career sacks and was voted a captain by his teammates.
Still, the size questions dropped him all the way to the seventh round. Nearly every team in the league passed on him, some of them multiple times.
Then he got to camp and answered all of it.
During the preseason, Landon Robinson led the entire NFL in sacks with four, and in total pressures with ten. Not just the rookies. Not just the seventh-rounders. Everybody. He worked after practice with veterans like Dexter Lawrence, studied film obsessively, and forced a loaded Bengals defensive line to make room for him.
This week, he got the word. He made the 53-man roster.
And today, walking into his first NFL game, he didn't show up in a designer fit like everyone else. He came in his full Navy Service Dress, the whites, the whole thing, honoring where he came from before pro football ever called his name.
Because he isn't just a rookie. He's Marine 2nd Lt. Landon Robinson, commissioned after graduating the Naval Academy, and the first player the Bengals have drafted out of a service academy since 1968.
A Bengals fan. A Marine. The last pick in the draft, who led the entire league in sacks this preseason before he ever played a real down.
Some guys just refuse to be told no.
To the Americans:
I've travelled all over the world. I've familiarized myself with many places, and met many people. And I'm a Canadian, although I’m privileged to reside once again in the States.
And here's something I've noticed, and it’s a key element of America's continuing greatness:
You bloody Americans value success, and you believe in its existence.
This is something that doesn't really happen anywhere else in the world. Even in other free democracies—the United Kingdom; Finland, Sweden, and Norway; Australia, New Zealand and Canada; Germany, France, and the Netherlands (great countries all)—a counterproductive cynicism too often reigns.
Success is equated with exploitation.
Ambition is looked upon with contempt.
This happens sometimes in the United States too—particularly among the miserable progressives, who confuse their resentment, ingratitude and unearned skepticism with wisdom.
But in your great country, by and large, striving is admired and success celebrated.
This means that more people strive and succeed in the US than anywhere else. And it's increasingly obvious. You remain stunningly more innovative and productive than any people anywhere else on the planet.
And so I say, as all should who are fortunate enough to live in the western world, let alone America:
Thank God for the United States.
Thank God for the wisdom of its founders.
Thank God for its faith in the free market and in the natural rights of man.
Happy birthday, you damn Yankees and Southerners.
Long may your admirable country dominate the world.
Long may your freedom and hope provide an example to those suffering everywhere at the hands of their malevolent states.
May your two and a half centuries of unparallelled success be just the beginning.
Your country is the light of the world, and the city on the hill.
Thank God for the USA.
Happy 250th.
Dr. Jordan B. Peterson
If you thought COVID was built on a web of lies, wait till you hear what they did with Alzheimer’s disease.
While Big Pharma poured billions into failed drugs and fake plaque theories, one neurologist quietly proved the decline could be reversed.
And he did it without a single pharmaceutical.
Dr. Dale Bredesen discovered Alzheimer’s has five root causes, not one.
And when you treat those root causes, patients recover. 🧵
2027 SG Grant Waters after UA Rise Session 1:
22.3 PPG (1st on circuit)
75.5 EFG%
55.6% 3 FG%
6.3 Made 3’s per game (1st on circuit)
11AST/3TO
@GrantWaters2027@RiseCircuit
This CBS studio show is absolutely embarrassing. Zero concern for the audience. An inconsequential NFL player, a really inconsequential WNBA player, an all-time great NBA player who doesn't follow college basketball, and Clark Kellogg. Wow. The agenda is just too much.
Congrats to Grant Waters on scoring his 1,000th career point last night! 🏀
A milestone that reflects years of hard work, consistency, and commitment to the program.
Well deserved, Grant.
1,000 | ‼️ Grant Waters ‼️
With Jr. Grant Waters’s 22nd point tonight he surpassed the 1,000 point milestone! He now sits at 1,001.
Congratulations to Grant on an incredible milestone with many more to come!
Great player; more importantly, an incredible kid.
#BondedTogether
My take on Ken Anderson not in the Hall of Fame is that there are too many people who don’t know football and don’t know what they’re watching. Beyond his Hall-worthy statistics, Anderson literally helped redefine offensive football. The late Bill Walsh would tell you as much. He chose Anderson to run his new offense 10 years before he knew of Joe Montana. And yes, the process is a joke. We’ve learned that much over the last two weeks.
B Bkb | The Rockets play a great game and stay undefeated in the GCL Coed. They improve to 12-2 (6-0).
McNick 62
CJ 48
WATERS - 36 pts (9 3-pointers)
Nienaber - 13 pts
See you tomorrow at Anderson - 3:45
#BondedTogether
I have always thought the First Amendment was the most important, but have come to understand the Second is the bedrock of our freedom.
Without the Second Amendment, the First is a nice sentiment written on tissue paper.
🚨#BREAKING: Erika Kirk, the widow of Charlie Kirk, has announced that TPUSA will not be canceling its college tours and instead will continue stronger than ever My husband's voice will remain, and ring out louder
A while ago, probably in 2017, I appeared on Tucker Carlson's Fox show to talk about God knows what. Afterwards a name I barely knew sent me a DM on twitter and told me I did a great job. It was Charlie Kirk, and that moment of kindness began a friendship that lasted until today.
Charlie was fascinated by ideas and always willing to learn and change his mind. Like me, he was skeptical of Donald Trump in 2016. Like me, he came to see President Trump as the only figure capable of moving American politics away from the globalism that had dominated for our entire lives. When others were right, he learned from them. When he was right--as he usually was--he was generous. With Charlie, the attitude was never, "I told you so." But: "welcome."
Charlie was one of the first people I called when I thought about running for senate in early 2021. I was interested but skeptical there was a pathway. We talked through everything, from the strategy to the fundraising to the grassroots of the movement he knew so well. He introduced me to some of the people who would run my campaign and also to Donald Trump Jr. "Like his dad, he's misunderstood. He's extremely smart, and very much on our wavelength." Don took a call from me because Charlie asked him too.
Long before I ever committed (even in my mind) to running, Charlie had me speak to his donors at a TPUSA event. He walked me around the room and introduced me. He gave me honest feedback on my remarks. He had no reason to do this, no expectation that I'd go anywhere. I was polling, at that point, well below 5 percent. He did it because we were friends, and because he was a good man.
When I became the VP nominee--something Charlie advocated for both in public and private--Charlie was there for me. I was so glad to be part of the president's team, but candidly surprised by the effect it had on our family. Our kids, especially our oldest, struggled with the attention and the constant presence of the protective detail. I felt this acute sense of guilt, that I had conscripted my kids into this life without getting their permission. And Charlie was constantly calling and texting, checking on our family and offering guidance and prayers. Some of our most successful events were organized not by the campaign, but by TPUSA. He wasn't just a thinker, he was a doer, turning big ideas into bigger events with thousands of activists. And after every event, he would give me a big hug, tell me he was praying for me, and ask me what he could do. "You focus on Wisconsin," he'd tell me. "Arizona is in the bag." And it was.
Charlie genuinely believed in and loved Jesus Christ. He had a profound faith. We used to argue about Catholicism and Protestantism and who was right about minor doctrinal questions. Because he loved God, he wanted to understand him.
Someone else pointed out that Charlie died doing what he loved: discussing ideas. He would go into these hostile crowds and answer their questions. If it was a friendly crowd, and a progressive asked a question to jeers from the audience, he'd encourage his fans to calm down and let everyone speak. He exemplified a foundational virtue of our Republic: the willingness to speak openly and debate ideas.
Charlie had an uncanny ability to know when to push the envelope and when to be more conventional. I've seen people attack him for years for being wrong on this or that issue publicly, never realizing that privately he was working to broaden the scope of acceptable debate.
He was a great family man. I was talking to President Trump in the Oval Office today, and he said, "I know he was a very good friend of yours." I nodded silently, and President Trump observed that Charlie really loved his family. The president was right. Charlie was so proud of Erika and the two kids. He was so happy to be a father. And he felt such gratitude for having found a woman of God with whom he could build a family.
Charlie Kirk was a true friend. The kind of guy you could say something to and know it would always stay with him. I am on more than a few group chats with Charlie and people he introduced me to over the years. We celebrate weddings and babies, bust each other's chops, and mourn the loss of loved ones. We talk about politics and policy and sports and life. These group chats include people at the very highest level of our government. They trusted him, loved him, and knew he'd always have their backs. And because he was a true friend ,you could instinctively trust the people Charlie introduced you to. So much of the success we've had in this administration traces directly to Charlie's ability to organize and convene. He didn't just help us win in 2024, he helped us staff the entire government.
I was in a meeting in the West Wing when those group chats started lighting up with people telling Charlie they were praying for him. And that's how I learned the news that my friend had been shot. I prayed a lot over the next hour, as first good news and then bad trickled in.
God didn't answer those prayers, and that's OK. He had other plans. And now that Charlie is in heaven, I'll ask him to talk to big man directly on behalf of his family, his friends, and the country he loved so dearly.
You ran a good race, my friend.
We've got it from here.
FC Cincinnati have traded forward Corey Baird to San Diego FC in
exchange for up to $100,000 in GAM.
Thank you to Corey for his time and dedication to the club. Wishing him all the best in San Diego.