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Human beings’ capacity for self-destruction is unlimited. Shakespeare knew it. But even Billy Shake would just shake his head at Richard Sherman. Huh? Sherman is Stanford educated, and it’s legit. But that was not a summa cum laude move.  Trying to bust into your in-laws’ house at 2 a.m.?  (First, who tries to break INTO their in-laws’ house?) But wait. There’s more.  The cops need to call in Rin-Tin-Tin to subdue you? And, come on down, Dick!  You’re the next contestant on “Hit and Run.” How come your ride is all busted up? Oh, that was you that smacked that cement barrier in a work zone?

Goodbye, career. Dickie, you’re 33 and a free agent after ten years in the league.  And you’re a “Cover 3 corner.” That is generally not viewed as a compliment in the NFL. And a line on the resume of the Vice President of the NFL’s Executive Committee that reads “domestic violence, burglary and malicious mischief” is not exactly a campaign slogan for re-election.

Yeah, I’m being flippant. Because I’m genuinely upset. I like Richard Sherman. I just don’t understand.

Nothing funny about domestic violence. Nothing. But did you see this tidbit? The wife of now Steelers backup quarterback Dwayne Haskins allegedly busted him in the mouth in a Las Vegas hotel room on July 3. She could face felony charges. Apparently you can call this, “Wedding vow renewal gone bad.” Evidence? Police found Dwayne’s blood and a busted tooth in the room.  No. I’m not gonna do it. It would be inappropriate for me to go for the “mouthpiece” joke.

Camps opening in less that two weeks. So ESPN and other sports daycare centers are doing their preseason “position rankings.” They’re doing wide receivers now, because everybody has an opinion about them. Including me. If healthy, Julio is still Number One. And now the Titans can pair him with A.J. Brown?  While at the same time pillaging defenses with Derrick Henry? It’s gonna be GOOD to be Ryan Tannehill.

The Washington Football Team has officially eliminated “Warriors” as their new nickname.  Uh…good decision.

NBA Finals tied at two. Home team has yet to lose.  It’s really pretty good stuff. I wish I cared. Just not feelin’ it.

Finally, I’ve always thought being a television weather forecaster was the best job in the world, because nobody even EXPECTS you to be right. But I may have to reconsider. That oddsmaker who set the Over/Under on the WNBA All-Star game at 248.5 only to see the number move 53 points in a matter of hours? And is still employed? That’s a good job!  Dude says he got distracted and doesn’t know what he was thinking. Well, we’ve all been there…

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I clearly have the attention span of your median fruit fly.Look! Airplane!

Sorry. I’m back.

It’s both a curse and a blessing. I’ve never bought this stuff about, “He who dies with the most toys wins.” But I do think that a wide range of life experiences helps us grow as people, and helps us better relate to other people. I’ve been fortunate. And I am beyond grateful.

I show up on time. I go like hell. I’m a good listener. I hold myself accountable. I own my mistakes. And I have a natural and an insatiable curiosity. I’m never afraid to say, “I don’t know,” when I don’t. But then I try to find out.

The flip side is I’m a lousy ballroom dancer and my clothes sometimes fit me funny.

Stuff matters to me. I care. But while I take that stuff seriously, I try hard to never take myself seriously. As a result, I have sometimes been told, “Paul, it’s hard to tell when you’re serious and when you’re just having some fun. Which is it? Serious or fun?”

My answer is “yes.” But I think that is a legitimate criticism. I promise I’m going to work on that.

This has been the quickest and strangest half-century I’ve ever experienced. During that period, I’ve been afforded amazing opportunities in news and sports journalism across all platforms. I have taught wonderful students at the high school and collegiate level. Always, I learned more from them than they did from me. I’ve been a high school administrator. I spent ten seasons as a high school varsity football coach. I’ve been an advertising executive. I’ve hosted nationally syndicated television entertainment shows. In maybe the biggest honor I ever received, I was selected by NASA to be “Chet The Astronaut” for the “Land The Shuttle” simulator at Space Center Houston. (All I can say there, is “Do as I say, not as I do.” I put that thing in the Everglades more often than not.) Most recently, I just wrapped up a decade as a television news director, during which time our teams distinguished themselves in holding the powerful accountable, achieving both critical and ratings success.

What does all that mean? It means I am profoundly grateful. It also means I’m ready for “next.” So here we are. Radically Rational. It’s an idea I woke up with in 2017. I scribbled “Radically Rational” on a piece of notebook paper and used a magnet to stick it on our refrigerator. I saw it every day, and it just would not leave me alone.

I am second in charge at Radically Rational, LLC. My wife, Jo (also known as BB), is the president. Clearly, I have failed in my attempt to sleep my way to the top of this organization.

I hope you will learn that I’m loyal as a Labrador. But I will admit that this doggie can bite every now and then. My promise to you? I will show up on time. I will go like hell. I will listen to you earnestly and attentively. I will hold myself accountable. I will never be the least bit hesitant to say, “I don’t know,” when I don’t.

But then I’ll try to find out. Let’s do it.