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So the Cardinals could only win 17 in a row?  Slackers.

Brewers set-up reliever Devin Williams will be unavailable for the playoffs. But at least he has a good excuse. He tried to punch out a wall with his pitching hand and the wall won. “Plate” now has a new meaning for this pitcher. What?  YOU never “had a few drinks” and then got “frustrated”? And he said he’s sorry.  What more do you want?

I’m genuinely pulling for Richard Sherman, who is getting a new chance with the Bucs. I hope he tames his demons. But I’m still trying to understand why he was trying to break INTO his in-laws’ house. Who the hell does that?

Lamar Jackson is a marvel. But he’s taking way too many big hits. Especially now that the Ravens have lost multiple running backs and he’s trying to make up the difference. LJ has never missed a game because of injury in his four-year NFL career. But he has now had to sit out a practice in each of the last two weeks. The warning light is glowing.

Jags at Bengals tonight. I’m gonna “Burrow in” on that one. Yeah, I’m gonna watch. I like NFL football.  You got a problem with that?

You punked out, LeBron. But at least you “did your own research,” right?

I’m getting weary of this, “It’s a personal decision,” crapola cop-out. It’s a decision that affects everyone. “Personal freedom” does not negate social responsibility.

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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.