NORTH CANTON, Ohio— At 3:16 p.m. on Saturday, April 30, Dominique Robinson's phone rang.  

Correction: At 3:16 p.m. on Saturday, April 30, Dominique Robinson's phone finally rang.
 

Surrounded by almost 50 family members and friends in an event room at Stark State College (where his mother works), Robinson caught a brief glimpse of the caller ID as he put the phone to his ear.
 
The Chicago Bears were on the line.
 
For Robinson, it was the culmination of a very long journey…and also the culmination of a very long couple of days.
 
After watching four and a half hours of draft coverage on Friday night and another three-plus on Saturday, Robinson finally knew where he would be playing professional football.
 
Have you ever wondered what NFL Draft weekend is really like behind the scenes for an NFL Draft prospect?
 
Keep reading.
 
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Just over 24 hours earlier, Robinson drove his Ford Escape up I-77 past Canton McKinley High School, the site of many of his gridiron exploits before coming to Miami University.
 
A casual NFL fan might know the football stadium complex in question (and the world-famous building immediately to the north) as more than the home of the McKinley Bulldogs, however.
 
It's also the site of the annual Hall of Fame Game.
 
Robinson played two years of high school football for Timken, followed by two years for McKinley once the teams were merged. Both schools played their home football games at what was then known as Fawcett Stadium, where two NFL teams square off in the traditional exhibition opener every August.
 
In other words, future NFL draft pick Dominique Robinson got his start playing in the literal shadow of the Pro Football Hall of Fame.
 
No pressure.
 
(And make no mistake: Robinson's high school career didn't always go smoothly. In his first game for McKinley, his low punt attempt hit the back of a teammate and was returned for a touchdown. "I have a blooper on the Internet called the 'Butt Punt'," he sighed good-naturedly.)



On this Friday afternoon, Robinson was headed for a late lunch with his former Timken head coach, Kevin Henderson. It would actually be the second former high school coach Robinson had reconnected with that day. Earlier, he had visited and spoken at a practice for Massillon's North-South All Star football game at the request of North coach Dan Reardon (father of Miami freshman WR Matthew Reardon), who had been Dom's coach at McKinley.

 
"Take advantage of every opportunity that the coaches give you," Robinson had told the several dozen players kneeling on the turf in front of him that morning. His path to becoming an NFL prospect was a non-traditional one, from high school quarterback to college wide receiver to standout edge rusher. But as a likely mid-round draft pick this weekend, no one could argue with the results.
 
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Back in the spring of 2017, Robinson was in his first semester of football at Miami, the only university that had offered him a scholarship. While other programs and coaches had expressed interest during the recruiting process, no one knew how to categorize the 6'4" Robinson as a prospect. A summer weekend camp might find Robinson getting looks at quarterback, wide receiver, defensive end, linebacker, and tight end – all in a single day!
 
He was recruited to the RedHawks as a quarterback/athlete, but found practice reps under center hard to come by as an early enrollee. "I was getting one to two reps on a good day," Robinson laughed. "I'm used to getting on the field and playing, or doing something.
 
"Coach Koehler came in the room and he's joking, 'We may need some of you guys to move to wide receiver.' Some of our receivers [were out], so they couldn't practice.
 
"I'm like, 'I don't practice anyway, so I'll try it out!' Literally in the meeting —in my gray (QB) jersey—I said, 'I'll move over.'
 
"I had a good day that first day; every ball that came my way that was catchable, I caught. Coach Martin was like, 'Hey, you can stay if you want.' I said, 'Might as well!'"
 
And that was that.

After seeing some special teams action as a true freshman and then catching four touchdowns as a sophomore wideout, Robinson's playing time at receiver dwindled during his junior campaign in 2019. The RedHawks went on to win the MAC championship game that December, but Robinson was ready for a change to try and see the field more often. 

"I had always had moving to D-end in the back of my head," Robinson said. He had taken a postgame photo earlier in his career with Akron's Jamal Davis, a former McKinley standout and eventual NFL defensive lineman, causing several of Robinson's teammates to later point out the obvious similarities in the two players' physical appearances. 

"I texted Coach Martin and said, 'Hey, can we meet?'", Robinson recounted. "A lot of the coaches thought I was going to transfer. When I went in and said I wanted to move to defensive end, you could see the relief in his face with me saying I just wanted to move positions and not change schools. He was like, 'That's perfect.'"
 
Through it all, Robinson said he never seriously considered leaving Oxford. "Martin gave me my one opportunity to play college football," he said. "I loved playing for him.
 
"I'm glad I went to Miami…my experience honestly was great. It was the perfect place for me."
 
Robinson graduated with a bachelor's degree in psychology from Miami's College of Arts and Science and is only a handful of classes away from earning his master's degree in educational psychology.
 
Although he entered college as an engineering major, that potential career path didn't last long.
 
"Chemistry kicked my butt that first fall," Robinson said. "If I can't pass chemistry, I can't be a chemical engineer!"
 
The RedHawk fifth-year standout said he enjoys using his mind and is interested in counseling high schoolers, so psychology ultimately seemed like the way to go.
 
But first, the All-MAC Third Team performer intends to give the football profession a try.
 
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"You all are the funniest brothers I know!"
 
Those were the words of longtime friend Hollis 'Scamp' Anderson, who joined Dominique, Dom's older brother Caleb, and their former Timken High coach Kevin Henderson for a midafternoon meal at Hog Heaven in Canton Friday afternoon.
 
'Coach Hen' marveled at the way his protégé's bulked-up physique had changed over the years. "Dom gets out of the vehicle, and he's blocking out the sun!", Henderson exclaimed with a grin.
 
It had been quite a while since the four men were all together, and they wasted no time making up for it with plenty of laughter and memories from 'back in the day.'
 
There was the story of Dom ignoring a play call from the sidelines on 4th-and-1 to substitute a quarterback sneak, which proved unsuccessful.  "I didn't care…as long as it worked!', Henderson chuckled.

 

Or the time Robinson got kicked out of a basketball league for throwing down a slam dunk, which was apparently against the rules. "You threw me that oop!", he said accusingly.
 
Or the time he polished off an entire family size box of Cheerios in one setting. The stories came fast and furious, much to Henderson's delight.
 
"What day is it?" Henderson asked the waitress.
 
"April 29," came the response.
 
"For me, it's December 25," a smiling Henderson replied.
 
The television on the far wall was tuned to ESPN, with talking heads breaking down the draft a few hours before the second round would get underway. Munching on a steakburger (minus onion) and nursing a glass of water, Robinson seemed oblivious to it. If anyone in the restaurant knew an NFL Draft prospect was at the next table, they didn't let on; the only time Robinson signed his name was when he paid his bill.
 
There was just one brief interruption to the leisurely lunch, when a defensive assistant for an NFL team called to check in (something that happened from time to time in the days and weeks leading up to the draft). Some teams had more contact with Robinson than others, whether that meant coming to his pro day in Oxford (over half of the league's 32 franchises had representatives there, including the coach on the phone) or flying him in for a 'top-30 visit' (each team is allotted 30 such visits to interview prospects at its home facility).
 
It made for interesting background as the next two days of draft action unfolded; an informed onlooker could scan the TV ticker's list of which teams were picking next and attempt in vain to cross-reference the most likely destinations: What teams had shown Robinson the most love or seemed most in need of a new edge rusher?
 
(Ultimately, making predictions proved futile; just because a given team's assistant coach might have scouted Robinson and/or wanted his employer to select the RedHawk in a certain round of the draft didn't mean the general manager planned to do that…or that a pick might not be traded between now and then…or that the club didn't luck into a higher-ranked prospect at a similar position in the previous round…or a million other possibilities.)
 
As the meal wound down at the BBQ restaurant, each man paid his own check. "But if this were tomorrow?" Henderson joked, pointing at Dom to signal who would be expected to pick up the tab for future get-togethers.
 
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90 minutes before the Friday night portion of the draft began, Robinson was standing near the edge of a red carpet. This was not an NFL pre-event ceremony in Las Vegas, though; in fact, it was probably as far from that as possible. Robinson, his wife Emma, and Emma's parents, Adam and Angie Granger, were part of a crowd outside Central Christian School in Kidron, Ohio to see a group of upperclassmen (including Emma's brother) enter the building for the school's version of a senior prom.
 

The Robinson/Granger clan is basically all one big family right now. Dominique and Emma's wedding took place this past January, with Dom flying home from pre-combine training in Florida for a whirlwind 48 hours and then immediately heading south again. He claims to have spent at least two of those Ohio hours sitting in the bathroom at the wedding venue ahead of the ceremony: "I wasn't allowed to see her dress, and the place wasn't that big, so I just stayed out of the way and waited," he said. "At least I had a bench!"
 
The new Mr. and Mrs. Robinson are currently living at the Granger family's home in nearby Dalton until they know which NFL city they'll be moving to for the next chapter of married life. A real honeymoon will have to wait until next offseason. "Emma wants to go somewhere overseas," Dom said.
 
(At one point not too long ago before Robinson's football career took off, living overseas permanently seemed like a serious option for the couple. Emma, an All-American volleyball player at Robert Morris as a 6'4" middle blocker, had received interest from an agent about a possible professional career in the sport upon graduation. However, football in the USA ultimately won out over volleyball in a different country for the newly married duo.)
 
The Grangers, the Robinsons, and the Robinsons' new puppy Poppy (an 18-week-old Bernedoodle) joined the cheers as each date and escort dismounted from the back of a vintage car to walk the red carpet and soak up applause from the onlookers. There were a number of impressive rides, including an Aston Martin, a Bentley, a Ferrari, and even a toy Barbie jeep (don't ask).
 
There was also a fire truck, complete with sirens. "Poppy did not like that - she was shaking her head," Adam Granger observed. (He was on doggie leash duty at the time.)
 
Robinson's brother-in-law was in the next-to last vehicle, and then it was time to hurry home.
 
The draft would resume in less than an hour.
 
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From what Robinson's agent had told him, Dominique's likely landing spot would come in the third, fourth or fifth round. Some predictions on the Internet had Robinson ranked as high as the #74 overall player; Robinson admitted he'd only looked at two or three of the millions of mock drafts that had flooded cyberspace this spring.
 
Friday night's telecast included second- and third-round picks, with the rest of the draft (rounds 4-7) scheduled for Saturday.
 
By the time the second round got underway at 7:09 p.m., most of Dom and Emma's immediate family members were jammed into the Grangers' home. A few people sat outside on the back deck, some were in the basement, and the rest were huddled around the living room television or spread out in the nearby kitchen, including Emma's sister Makena and her family.
 
Dominique's father Anthony and mother Juanita came over to watch, as well as all three of Dom's brothers: Anthony Jr., Caleb and Jasper. "They're all characters," said Dom of his siblings. While the four brothers don't usually get to see each other in person as much as they'd like—making this weekend a special treat—they do enjoy keeping in touch by teaming up online as often as possible for Call of Duty War Zone battles.
 
Robinson comes from an athletic family; his dad was an All-MAC basketball player for Jim Larranaga at Bowling Green in the 1980s and ranks among BGSU's top 20 all-time scorers. He went on to play the sport professionally overseas. All four sons played college football: Anthony Jr. at Baldwin-Wallace, Caleb at Charleston, Dominique at Miami and Jasper at Kent State.
 
"I played flag football in first or second grade, and moved to tackle in third grade," Dominique said. "Dad started us with the flags: He cut up some towels and put them on our hips.
 
"We picked up on it really quick."
 
Wearing a white t-shirt and yellow shorts, Robinson settled in on a couch facing the television for what could be a long night. His name scrolled by occasionally on the screen as #151 on analyst Daniel Jeremiah's list of best available players.
 
Although Robinson was not expecting to be selected in the second round, anything can happen on draft day, so there was a nervous, excited air of anticipation in the room as things got underway. "The butterflies probably won't start until round three," one family member said.
 
If anything, Robinson thought his stock might slip a little bit with noted pass rushers Arnold Ebiketie and Boye Mafe still available after Thursday's festivities concluded. "I need them off the board; I thought they were both first-rounders," he explained. (The players ended up going #38 and #40 overall.)
 
A sampling of other random quotes from those at the gathering as the rest of the night unfolded:

 
"Which TV are we watching Jeopardy on?"
"We're gonna be here all night."
"That's Donny Osmond." "Who?"
"He's the new Tyreek Hill." "Nah, he ain't that fast."
"You don't like Pizza Hut?"
"I ain't tackling him up high."
"Show more emotions! Need a tear or something!"
"Space Force?" "Sure, There might be monkeys on the moon or something."
"He's trying to get you worked up; you fall for it every time!"
"He was on your team at the Senior Bowl." "No, he was on the other team. Wait…yeah, maybe my team."
"They're making this round go fast! I like it!"
"That's the other dude that was down in Florida with me."
"Dom, how's your phone battery? "59 percent: We're thriving over here."
 
Robinson, or 'Uncle D', passed much of the time by bouncing and rocking his young niece (or pretending to use her as a weightlifting prop); the little girl appeared glad to simply pull on Dom's necklace chain and smile. The puppy also got its share of attention over the next few hours. (Although one couldn't help but wonder what would happen if 'the call' happened to come while Robinson was taking his pet outside to do its business.)
 
At 9:27 p.m., the Broncos made the final selection of the second round and things started to 'get real.' The next half hour brought a higher level of focus on the screen, as well as a lot more yawns (especially from the young children in attendance, who seemed to be fading fast).
 
Robinson appeared relaxed through it all, but did check his phone every few minutes for messages. Everyone expected to learn Robinson's destination via a phone call and not an announcement on the TV screen, so the NFL Network broadcast really seemed to serve as more of a way to pass the time than anything. Outside of a notable pick such as a quarterback (and there weren't many of those), there was not a lot of audible reaction in Dalton to what was happening 2,000 miles away in Las Vegas.
 
When 11:00 p.m. came and went in the Granger home, the sense of fatigue in the room seemed to increase exponentially. One family member appeared to be dozing on the recliner. Even Dom said, "I'm supposed to be asleep right now!"
 
At 11:30 p.m., the 49ers made the evening's final selection and the 105th overall pick of the night, bringing the party to a close. The third round was in the books, and Robinson would have to wait one more day to learn his fate.
 
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On the day Dominique Robinson officially became a professional football player, the first thing he did was work on becoming a better football player.
 
While many people in northeast Ohio were still asleep Saturday morning, Robinson was the first person at the gym for an individual workout with trainer Dejon Bradley. Bradley had been a middle school teammate of Robinson's, and Robinson continues as a client of Bradley's whenever he's back home on breaks from Miami.
 

For someone who went almost five years without playing a defensive snap in a football game (from appearing at safety for Timken High in 2015 to the COVID-abbreviated 2020 season at Miami), Robinson still has room to grow as an edge rusher.  Even though many draft analysts raved about his unlimited potential and upside, Robinson—a self-proclaimed 'realist' who totaled 6.5 career sacks in 15 appearances as a RedHawk defender—continues to hone his craft by developing his strengths (speed and smarts) and improving his weaknesses (inexperience playing against the run and a limited catalog of pass rush moves).
 
His current workout regimen includes four days a week lifting with Emma at the local fitness center and three on-field workouts like Saturday's.
 
With his Bluetooth speaker blasting music in competition with a radio at the opposite end of the facility, Robinson began his stretching routine. Phone in hand and clad in a Senior Bowl shirt, Miami shorts and blue Adidas gloves, his movements got more violent and intense as the start of the workout drew closer.
 
With a blue band around his legs and an orange one around his ankles, Robinson continued to take one deliberate step at a time toward the banners in front of him that trumpeted three fitting words: AGILITY. DEDICATION. STRENGTH.
 
A young baseball player took swings in a batting cage nearby, and his coach's instructions were audible in Dom's corner of the gym. "BUNT!"
 
Robinson spent the next 45 minutes doing a series of drills with Bradley to finetune his footwork. His breathing got heavier and his shirt became drenched with sweat as each shuffle rep or crossover step unfolded.
 
Bradley yelled out reminders like 'FLUID HIPS!' and 'STAY LOW!', simulating a receiver as Robinson practiced his different strides, turns and flips, mirroring his counterpart's steps and always keeping his eye on an imaginary quarterback in the backfield. After many of the ladder drills, Bradley would throw a football or tennis ball at Robinson as he spun toward the trainer.
 
Watching the explosiveness of an NFL athlete a foot away is difficult to adequately describe. Robinson's wide receiver background was obvious in the effortless way he made difficult catches look like second nature. His leaps for a poorly thrown tennis ball brought to mind his inclusion on The Athletic's annual 'Freaks List', which helped him earn the combine invite and Senior Bowl trip that eventually put him on the radar of so many NFL teams.

 
"SET-GO-TURN!" "SET-GO-FLIP!"
 
Occasionally, Robinson would pull up short if he wasn't happy with how a rep unfolded and restart the exercise.
 
"Man, I jumped into that," he muttered after one. "My shuffles were too high," he said in critique of a different attempt.
 
Bradley had Robinson do many of the drills with one small field cone in each hand. "He's big on playing with your hands open, which is smart," Robinson said later. "You use your hands a lot as a defender, so why would you want to play with your hands closed? I have a tendency of clenching my hands when I move.
 
"If I don't have those [cones] in my hands, I can't feel when I'm clenching them."
 
The session wrapped up around 9:45 a.m., and Robinson headed back to the house to get ready for one of the most important afternoons of his life.
 
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"The waiting is the hardest part." – Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
 
When the clock struck noon on Saturday to open the third day of the NFL Draft, Dominique Robinson was standing by himself near the front door of Stark State's Business and Entrepreneurial Studies Center waiting for the I.T. guy.
 
So much for the glamour of draft day.
 
You see, Murphy's Law had already struck during final preparations for Robinson's draft party. The plan to project the ESPN broadcast on the event room's screens was working fine 10 minutes before things got underway…except for the audio. And when Robinson and other family members tried to experiment with the controls and remedy the situation, they only managed to lose the video feed in the process.
 
So it was that Robinson spent the first 10-plus minutes of the fourth round pacing the halls waiting for help to arrive…or for his potential future employer to call…or both.
 
His phone did ring at least once in the hallway, but it was just someone telling him they wouldn't be able to make it to the party. False alarm.
 
Back inside 'Draft Central', around 20 people had congregated, with plenty of handshakes and hugs all around. More would arrive as the day wore on. "Y'all came to wait and watch with us," said Dom's mom Juanita.
 

And before too long, both video and audio were restored so the festivities could get underway in earnest.
 
Dom's father Anthony welcomed the friends and family members with a short speech before praying to bless the food, asking for 'a team that would celebrate and not just tolerate' his son at the next level.
 
In the first hour, the vibe was generally relaxed, with Dominique making the rounds to greet people, occasionally calling Emma over to introduce her to a friend from his past. If he was worried about which NFL team was about to own his rights for the next few years or when they'd finally get around to selecting him, he hid it well. At times, it seemed like everyone else in the room was more focused on when 'the call' would come than Dom himself was.
 
He eventually found a seat in the middle of the room and nibbled on a plate of fruit. A few guests brought cards, making the whole thing seem remarkably like a graduation party: "Congratulations. We're so proud of you."
 
When the nine-note ESPN jingle announcing a new pick came over the speakers, most of the room generally looked up to the screen out of force of habit. Otherwise, the only time a hush really came over the crowd was when a random pick was announced via international feed: The delay in the audio before someone read a name in Mexico, Germany or England was enough to cause the crowd in North Canton to quiet down and look up to see what was going on before conversation resumed.
 
At 2:00 p.m., the fifth round started with quarterback Sam Howell heading to Washington. Although Robinson had hoped to hear his name called by then, he knew there were a myriad of variables at play as to when his phone might actually ring.
 
Still, there's no way to sugarcoat it. It was a long day. And the longer it went on, the more it couldn't have been easy for Robinson to sit in the middle of the room and know that everyone was watching him wait. One hour became two. Two became three.

 

What do you say? What do you do? You just sit and wait.
 
Of course, for a player whose entire career has been about patiently waiting to try and figure out what position would ultimately be the best to land in, the metaphor of patiently waiting on draft day to try and figure out what team he'd ultimately land with seemed remarkably fitting.
 
(For fans who watch the draft at home and see a collection of 'reaction shots' or 'fam cams' of everyone going crazy when their favorite player gets the call, they really don't get a picture of the hours leading up to that made-for-social-media moment where everyone in attendance has nothing to do but 'hurry up and wait.' Yes, the celebration at the end would certainly make the delay pale in comparison, but after experiencing the Friday and Saturday events firsthand, it's clear that no small percentage of a pick's rejoicing is relief that the waiting is finally over, and not just pure excitement like you might think.)
 
Before long, Robinson's name began to appear on the screen as one of Mel Kiper's '10 best available players.' He started at No. 10 on that list and slowly began to climb.
 
(Robinson's casual response was to go grab some wings from the buffet line; apparently the fruit would only go so far!)
 
At 2:49 p.m., Kiper did a segment breaking down his top five remaining best available players. When Kiper mentioned Robinson, there was a loud cheer from a room full of people waiting for something to cheer about.
 
Back to waiting.
 
And then… the call came.
 
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It makes sense that a quick-twitch athlete would be able to answer the phone before the rest of us even knew what was happening at first.
 
The room was obviously loud, so that had something to do with it. Robinson had the phone tightly wedged between his left ear and left shoulder, leaning over to try and make out what the voices on the other end of the line were saying.
 
As his family and friends started to realize what was happening, they stopped talking, started standing, and —of course—pulled out their cell phones to document a moment they would never forget. The murmuring began: It's Chicago. Da Bears.
 
Emma and the other friends at Dom's table couldn't stop smiling, while the subject of all the attention just kept listening intently.
 
General manager Ryan Poles told Robinson they'd be making him the next pick of the draft. "We like your skill," he said.
 
Then the phone got passed down to head coach Matt Eberflus, who talked to Dom about how he also played football in the MAC; the 1983 Toledo graduate was also on the Rockets' coaching staff from 1992—2000.
 

After that, it was the defensive line coach's turn.
 
"It was amazing," Robinson said later. "To have my people and everybody here to see and witness it? To be a part of this?
 
"It was great."
 
When he hung up the phone, the room was eerily quiet. Robinson shrugged and pointed to the screen.
 
More waiting.
 
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Somehow, it didn't seem official until ESPN announced it. As if celebrating the phone call before receiving the Mel Kiper seal of approval and validation would jinx it somehow.
 
And if the first 200 minutes of the party seemed like it dragged on, the final 200 seconds or so between when Robinson's call ended and when his name appeared on the screen felt like a literal eternity.
 
There was nervous laughter. The Bears' team needs scrolled across the screen. The announcers blathered on about the Texans' new tight end and the Broncos' new offensive lineman. The infamous 'pick is in' graphic showed up. The nine-note jingle.
 
A pause that seemed so much longer than it actually was.
 
And then, the room erupted.
 
With the 174th pick in the 2022 NFL Draft, Dominique Robinson was a Chicago Bear.
 
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The only moment that might have gotten more reaction in the room than the actual announcement was when Robinson's Miami highlight reel showed on the ESPN broadcast so the analysts could start breaking down the pick.
 
As soon as that was done, Dom himself was done.
 
"Alright, turn that off!"
 
Everyone laughed. 

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Amidst all the hooting, hollering and high-fives in the center of the room, Dom's dad had slipped over to the window in the corner by himself. The proud father wiped tears away from his eyes as he tried to take it all in. "I'm excited for him," Anthony Robinson said simply. "We always put academics first. We never really talked about the NFL. And he proved he can do both."
 
Juanita, Dom's mother, was standing nearby, just trying to sum up her emotions with one word at a time.
 
"Finally."
 
"Unbelievable."
 
"I wasn't worried," she said. "Excited, anxious: Just the anticipation.
 
"I can go buy a jersey now!"
 
(It sounds like 'Chicago Bears Day' at church might be coming sooner rather than later, from what I'm told.)
 
Emma, the planner of the family, was just relieved to finally get some answers. "The waiting was killing me," she laughed. "But God's plans are better than ours."
 
It's possible that she was actually Googling 'apartments in Chicago' while we were talking; if not, she was certainly going to be doing that in the not-so-distant future.
 
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As for the man himself, Robinson remained calm, cool and collected as the party started to break up.
 
There would be interviews with local media (in-person) and Chicago media (via Zoom). There were social media videos to record and schedules to arrange. He was already thinking about studying up and learning more about the Bears franchise and personnel.
 
"We've got some work to do," he said. For a prospect with all the potential in the world, he knew there was still a gap between what he was and what he could become.  And while his stock has been rising over the past 18 months since his first appearance as a Miami defensive end, Dominique Robinson is confident that his best football is in front of him.
 
The kid from Canton stood less than eight miles from the birthplace of the National Football League and reflected on the birth of his National Football League career.
 
"It was a great day. A long, great day.
 
"And I'm about to go take a nap."
 
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