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What do you mean Deshaun Watson’s not playing?  I saw him Sunday. He was on FIRE in leading the Texans to that rout of the Jaguars.  What?  WHAAAT???

I’m not delusional. Houston will finish the season below .500. But there’s something good going on in H-Town. That team plays hard. That offensive scheme is nice. The Texans clearly like playing for Culley. The Texans clearly like each other and have bonded. That’s astounding, since for the most part they’ve spent the last 90 days introducing themselves to each other. As the Beach Boys once harmonized, “Good Vibrations.”

I’m not on Trevor Lawrence’s case. Yeah, Houston and Lovie jacked him up. (Lovie looked like he was enjoying it, too, didn’t he?)  Sunshine made some messed up throws and even worse decisions.  But, trust me, he’ll be fine.  It’s all there.

But Urban (don’t call me Rural) Meyer?  When do you set the “over/under” for when he has to “step down” because of migraines, or palpitations, or ring-around-the-collar or “The Vapors”?  Thanksgiving?  He looked like he had taken a shot of Drano on the rocks.

I don’t ever want to be childish. But child-like can be great. I was child-like for three and a half hours yesterday watching the Browns and Chiefs. Beautiful day. Beautiful stadium. (Arrowhead is still the very best.)  Great teams. Great players. Great coaches. Great fans. I got pretty emotional. I’m 67. For three and a half hours, I was 11 again. I was reminded (because I was bludgeoned with it) of just how damn much I love this game when it’s right.  And it was right in Kansas City.  Thank You!  I’ll have another.

Lasting memory? Baker pounding the turf after throwing that stinker. I felt very badly for him. Genuinely.

I can’t wait for the Next Round in the Mahomes-Mayfield Trilogy. This could be like Ali-Frazier.

Sunday’s biggest surprise?  Eagles.

Sunday’s biggest “surprise” that we should not really find surprising? Steelers.

Sunday’s most impressive team performance?  Saints. Jameis goes “vuhtical,” something Brees could not do last year. I hope people realize what a truly great coach Payton is.

Tell me again how everything is fine in Green Bay.  No, it’s not. And it’s not going to be. FUBAR.

Sunday’s second most impressive team performance? Eagles. You do realize that the Philadelphia Eagles have sole possession of first place in the NFC East, right?

(Singing)  “Don’t you…forget about me…”   Joe Burrow.

Why had everybody seemed to forget about the Seahawks? That was a pretty effective reminder.

The Rams now have THAT arm in THAT offense? Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Oh, and get that arm loose, Justin Fields. This is gonna happen sooner than later. The p.r. pressure on the Bears is already overwhelming. This is a “Code Red,” Andy.

Good luck stopping the ‘Niners’ offense. That’s a full-on bitch.

Dang! The Dolphins still have the Patriots’ number, don’t they? I’ll still take Mac over Tua long-term. Tua is a “sight thrower.” And I don’t think he’s going to outgrow that.

Happy for Teddy. Don’t sleep on the Broncos.

Cowboy fans, I got two words for you as you look forward to next Sunday. Justin Herbert. This is a classic “trap game” if ever I saw one.

Tonight? The Raiders have a real opportunity to win. Which is why they won’t. Ravens 31, Raiders 21.

Saturday in the Parks

Oregon served up a big slab of “flank steak” to the Buckeyes. Through formation, motion and blocking schemes, the Ducks were able to out-flank Ohio State all day.

Texas?  That team in the all-white roadies? They weren’t Storm Troopers. They were storm cellars. Arkansas Cuttied Sark. Bottoms up.

Who’s the best college football team in Texas right now? Can you tell me for sure it’s not UTSA?

It’s not Texas A&M. Not right now. Maybe later in the season. But not now. And I don’t wanna hear that was all about losing their quarterback. The Ags had plenty of other problems, including some alarming ones.

Jimbo Fisher has forgotten more football than I’ll ever know. But I do know this. His sideline demeanor hurts his team.

Florida State lost to WHO? My advice for Seminole Coach Mike Norvell?  “Rent, don’t buy.”

Your backside getting a little warm, too, Clay Helton?

Don’t whine to me about your troubles. I’m a Rice fan.

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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.