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KD now the all-time leading scorer in Olympic men’s basketball. USA comes from ten down to beat Spain 95-81. Durant got 13 of his 29 in the third to put the Americans into the semis in Tokyo. Yankee Hoop DNA may be finally asserting itself.

Simone? She competed. She tried. She owes me and us nothing. I’m good. Peace to her.

But…Holy Lumber Hopper!  Are you KIDDING me? Norway’s Karsten Warholm broke his own world record by taking the gold in the 400 m hurdles in 45.94.  Say WHAT? Folks, that’s one of the greatest athletic achievements of all time.  I mean that’s “Beamonesque” stuff.

The Colts are a good team. That D is Da Troof. Indy appears to be Super Bowl ready. Except, you know, they suddenly find themselves with no quarterback and no idea who will start the season at that position. Uhhh, weren’t they in that same situation just a couple of years ago?

They either 1) should have been wary of playing “footsie” with injury-prone Carson Wentz, or 2) made sure they had at least somebody else on their roster who had ever started an NFL game. Right now second year man Jacob Eason is taking their first-team camp reps. That’s a, shall we say, less than optimal scenario.  But don’t worry. They do have rookies Sam Ehlinger and Jalen Morton to back up Eason.

What in the wide, wide world of sports?…

Naturally, speculation is that Colts Coach Frank Reich will try to work a deal with the Bears to get Nick Foles. Reich was the OC for the Eagles four years ago when Foles not only saved their ass after Wentz went down, he won the SB. Foles is now backing up Andy Dalton in Chicago.

Foles was asked about this. His response was one of the most brilliant I have ever heard. After putting out the perfunctory (and I think sincere) praise for his friends Reich and Wentz, Westlake Nicky said, “Right now I’m a Chicago Bear. So, I’m gonna keep slingin’ it with these third-stringers and we’re going to dice ‘em up.”  Stunningly great. Marry me, Nick?

Bills say they’ll either work out a long-term extension with Josh Allen by next week or they’ll table it until after the season.  I like Allen.  A lot. Maybe we’ll all get to see him in Austin in a couple of years. Hook ‘em, Bills!

Quinn Ewers. Yeah, sadly, I know who he is. I say “sadly” because I’m always disappointed in myself anytime I recognize the name of a 16 or 17 year old football player.  Kindly do something first.  Go to class. Be a good teammate. Be a good dude. And then maybe I’ll try to remember your name.

Yeah, Ewers was the “Number Two Ranked High School QB in the Known Universe” by the Monkeys with Computers who rank these things. I say “was” because he’s not a h.s. quarterback any more. Quinn is ditching his senior season at the Southlake Sonic Drive-In (cheese tots!) for Columbus, where he will immediately enroll at The Ohio State University, and be eligible to compete for the Buckeyes’ starting job. Does Quinn The Eskimo (that’s cold!) ring a bell with you, Longhorn fans? He committed to UT before he decommitted. Kinda like a politician who was for a bill before he was against it.

Ewers admits that part of his decision was his inability to financially capitalize on his NIL (Name, Image and Likeness) at the high school level. He is now going to be free to fleece Columbus big-cigar auto dealers. Good to know he’ll have enough dough to go to the movies every now and then.

I only have one question right now.  Is it too early in the day for crystal meth?

Astros at Dodgers tonight.  I’m hoping to see Lance McCullers JUNIOR walkin’ with the queen.  And his hair is perfect.  Ahhh-OOOOOHHH!

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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.