Joseph of Arimathea pulled a corpse off a cross with his bare hands. Blood under his fingernails. The weight of a dead man sagging into his arms. He wrapped God in linen, pressed the fabric into wounds that were still wet. Nicodemus brought seventy-five pounds of burial spice. A king's funeral for a man the world just murdered. They carried Him into a hole in the rock and rolled the stone shut. And everything you've ever done went in with Him. Every night you can't sleep because of what you did. Every morning, you can't look in the mirror. The thing you did to her. The thing you did to them. The lie you've been carrying so long it feels like bone. The version of you that drinks alone and pretends tomorrow will be different. That man was buried with Christ. Stone sealed. Done. Not managed. Not in therapy. Not on a payment plan with God where you slowly earn your way back. Buried. In a tomb. Under rock. Gone. Three days of silence. Three days of a cold body in the dark. Then the stone moved. And when He walked out, the grave clothes were folded on the slab. He didn't stumble out tangled in death. He left it sitting there like a man who's done with the clothes he used to wear. Lazarus needed someone to unwrap him. Death still clung to him even after he was breathing. Jesus folded His own burial linen and walked out clean. That's the difference between religion and resurrection. Religion unwraps you slowly. Asks you to manage your sin. Attend the class. Read the book. Try harder next week. Resurrection says the man who walked into that tomb is dead. The man who walked out doesn't know him. You're not fixing the old you. The old you is in a sealed tomb in Jerusalem, and he's not coming back. The man reading this, the one who thinks he's too far gone, you're not too far. You're already buried. The funeral happened two thousand years ago. Now get up. The stone's already moved. The linen's already folded. Walk out.

Not lying!

Can the @TheMasters please advise the press corps to not ask every single player they interview Masters week about Tiger? Thank you Masters Patrons

🚨 BREAKING: Secretary Pete Hegseth just announced the Department of War is CUTTING TIES with woke leftist Ivy League universities DoW will NO LONGER be subsidizing Yale, Columbia, Brown, MIT, Princeton, and others. “We’re DONE paying for the privilege of our enemies' wicked ideologies to be taught to our future leaders. WE’VE HAD ENOUGH!”

“Going to war without France is like going hunting without an accordion.” — General Norman Schwarzkopf

Behind every military man is a woman who’s stronger. It’s a team. I know.

I took some time to write at blog•rchase•com about my journey as an investor. I went from no-investing, to day trading, to 401K'ing, to losing $108K in a scam, to real estate, to index funds... And now I don't do any of that, all I own is 4 stocks that I plan to hold 5+ years. I'll never own more than 5 stocks at a time. Very undiversified. $MCW went private today at $7/share, I bought it at $5.41 5 months ago so +30%. The stocks I bought were all at really big lows with big risks ahead for the businesses... at least that was or is the market consensus. But after I did a lot of study for each, listened to every founder/CEO interview I could find, tried to understand the financials, and trusting in my own experience with their products, I decided I disagreed with the investor consensus, so I placed big bets. My framework for picking the stocks: • Founder/CEO has meaningful ownership, competent management of the business • Business model is easy to understand - they make a product or provide a service • Stock is down a lot due to investor fears that I believe are overblown, multiple is fair value • I personally use the products and love the brand • Low perceived downside, the stock is resting at a low point that has been maintained for long periods of time in the past • I bet big otherwise it's not worth my time

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130 schools said no. He led the losingest program in college football history to a national championship anyway. Fernando Mendoza was a 2-star recruit from Miami. He tried to walk on at his hometown school. They passed. So did FIU. So did FAU. So did everyone else. At 17, he was sitting in his bedroom, crying over a silent recruiting inbox—after driving to 18 camps with his dad and sending highlights to more than 100 programs. Not one FBS offer. His only option? Yale. No scholarship. No NFL path. Everyone told him to be “realistic.” “Know your place.” “Be grateful.” He didn’t listen. Because Mendoza understood something most people miss: The worst outcome isn’t failing. It’s never getting the chance to try. Two weeks before signing day in 2022, his phone rang. Cal needed a body. One offer. Out of 134 schools. He took it. He arrived as the third-string quarterback. Spent a year on the scout team. Lost his first four starts. Got sacked 41 times behind a broken offensive line. Still got up. Every time. Then Cal brought in a transfer instead of building around him. So Mendoza left the only school that had ever said yes. He transferred to Indiana—the losingest program in college football history. People laughed. “Career suicide.” “Graveyard program.” “Nobody wins there.” One coach told him something different: “I’m going to make you the best Fernando Mendoza possible.” That was enough. Mendoza wasn’t just playing for football. His mother has battled multiple sclerosis for 18 years. Before every snap, he thought of her. “My mother is my why.” Indiana went 16–0. Beat six Top-10 teams. Won their first Big Ten title since 1945. Mendoza threw 41 touchdowns. Won the Heisman—first in school history. First Cuban-American to ever do it. Then came the title game. Miami. Near his hometown. Fourth-and-4. Season on the line. Quarterback draw. The kid 134 schools rejected spun through defenders and dove into the end zone. Game over. Indiana—national champions. The losingest program became the best team in America. All because a 17-year-old refused to believe “no” was the end. Rankings don’t decide your ceiling. Gatekeepers don’t write your ending. Being overlooked isn’t a verdict—it’s a starting point. Sometimes all you need is one shot… and the courage to bet on yourself when nobody else will. Don’t quit. Credit: Barclay Mullins