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So much for the Texans on prime-time tv in 2021. That was it.

The Carolina Panthers—the Carolina Panthers—are the NFL’s only 3-0 team. That has a lot to do with the fact the Carolina Panthers are for the moment the only team not named the Houston Texans to have played three games.

Don’t get me wrong. The Panthers are legit. And if any NFC South team is capable of jacking with the Buccaneers, it’s Carolina.  Despite his Baylor Taint (They nasty!!), Matt Rhule is clearly one of the NFL’s coaching up-and-comers. I’m genuinely impressed.

Every NFL victory comes with a price tag, and the Panthers toted a heavy bill back onboard their airplane. Christian McCaffrey’s hamstring explosion is bad. (Did that have anything to do with the quick Thursday turnaround?) It is entirely possible he is done for 2021, after missing 13 games last year.

Panther star rookie cornerback, and number 8 overall pick, Jaycee Horn suffered a broken foot. That can’t be good.

What is and will remain good is the Carolina defense, which leads the league in virtually every statistical category. Houston could not run the ball last night, finishing with only 42 rushing yards. The Texans’ longest run was for seven yards.

That left the Houston offense in the hands of rookie QB Davis Mills. I see why the Texans took a flyer on him in the third round. The late-bloomer from Stanford could prove to be a full-flower rose. Big. Strong. More than mobile enough. Stands in against the rush and climbs the pocket. Ginormous arm, and he throws a very pretty ball.

I want my Tyrod back, because the Texans can win games right now with him. But that kid ain’t no Run of the Mills rookie.

Saturday’s Children (God bless ‘em, one and all)

Mississippi State upsets LSU. (But is that really an upset?)

Texas pulls away late to beat Tech in the Big 12 featured basketball game of the week.

I don’t have the stones to pick Arkansas to beat the Aggies. But…

If Texas Southern beats Rice, my life won’t be as bad as Mike Bloomgren’s, but…

How very UCLA would it be for the Bruins to lose to Stanford?

Understand this.  UTSA at Memphis is the biggest, and most important, game in Roadrunner football history.

Ryder Cup? How cute. Almost as cute as an antique shop in Boerne. I’m out. The Ryder Cup is contrived. It’s Faux Golf. It’s Faux Nationalism. It’s a glorified Saturday night pool hustle. All that’s missing is the windmill hole.  If DeChambeau and Koepka actually go upside each other’s heads with five-irons, I might at least watch SportsCenter highlights.

But here’s how life works. You get X number of football weekends, and then you die. I ain’t wasting any part of one on that crap.

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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.