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First, don’t call me Deion.  You got that?

For 50 years, it wasn’t easy being green. Happy for the Bucks.  Especially happy for Coach Bud, with whom I used to throw front porch Buds back when he was a Spurs video assistant.  Good dude. Real good dude.

Giannis?  Sure looks like he has potential, to me.

Now that Mac Jones is on his way to the NFL, ‘Bama is going to have a new starting quarterback this season. The starter has not been officially named, but sophomore Bryce Young looks like the guy. Understand, he has never started a game for The Tide. But now permitted and perfectly legal under new NCAA NIL rules, he has already secured one million dollars in endorsements for the coming season.  Hey, that’s almost as much as Eric Dickerson made in a month at SMU…

I still don’t think Aaron Rodgers is bluffing.  You?

The NFC West looks like the best overall division in the NFL. Four monsters. That torn Achilles suffered by Rams running back Cam Akers may harsh their buzz a little. The team has some young depth in house, but there are also some intriguing free agent running backs available. They wouldn’t bring back Todd Gurley, would they?

The Pro Football Hall of Fame says it’s really gonna crack down on time limits for enshrinement speeches. Eight minutes, and you get the hook. I think I hear Drew Pearson laughing…”I thought you said 88!”

Astros did the ‘Tuve Two-Step last night. Jose can you see (it leave the yard twice)?

And…The New Bantamweight Champion of the World…Tony Fauci!

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Paul's Bio

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.