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You might want to print this post, if only so that five weeks from now when it’s clear I’m wrong you can roll it up like a newspaper and smack me with it.

“Bad dog!”

But the Cowboys look good. They look legit. And barring an epidemic of key injuries or stupid suspensions or The Curse of Jerry Jones, they’ll be in the fight in the NFC.

Yep, Dallas is now in the conversation, along with the Bucs, the Packers and EVERYBODY in the NFC West (yes, still including the Seahawks).  That’s a broad conversation. But Dallas now has a voice at the table.

The Boys put a 20-point beatdown on the Iggles Monday night at JerrahWorld. And it could have been worse if the replay official had simply believed his own eyes.

It starts with Dak, who now is clearly an MVP candidate. Three more TD passes. Completing throws at an 80 percent clip. Total command of his offense. Total command of the Western Hemisphere.

Kellen Moore has it going on as a play caller.  Enjoy it, Cowboy fans. Moore will be some team’s head coach next season.

Thunder (Zeke) and Lightning (Tony P.) combined for 155 rushing yards. Those tight ends are devastating run blockers, and last night one of those TEs, Dalton Schultz, caught a pair of TD passes and even make a couple of Gronkian moves.

I keep waiting for that patchwork offensive line to melt down.  But so far I’m still waiting.

That receiving corps is an embarrassment of riches, and will look even wealthier when Michael Gallup returns.

But here’s why I don’t think this team will fade. Defense.

What? Defense? A Dallas D that just last year was literally one of the lousiest in NFL history?  A defense that was its own Doomsday every Sunday?

Enter the Mighty Quinn. Under the guidance of new DC, Dan Quinn, that D runs to the ball like scalded gazelles. They play fast. They play confidently. Monday night the Eagles could muster only three first half first downs.

And they force takeaways. Two more last night, for a total of eight after just three games. The Cowboys’ defense didn’t get to eight turnovers until Week Ten in 2020.

Everybody Diggs Trevon. Guys who have three interceptions in three games, including a 59-yard pick-6, tend to be very popular locker room personalities. Everson Walls never had to buy a beer back in 1985.

Yeah, it’s too early to plan a parade. But if you as a Cowboy fan raised a stein Monday night, I’ll bump your mug.  That went down smooth.

Tomorrow in this space, it’s Watch Yo Ass Wednesday!  I’ll list the favored pro and college teams that need to be on upset alert as we approach the weekend.

Oh, and the Cowboys will be on that list as they have to play the unbeaten Panthers on a short week.

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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.