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Everything is not up to date in Kansas City.

That team is in trouble, and not just because they’ve already lost three games. That’s a bad—not subpar—defense. And their Magic Man QB has at least temporarily lost his Mojo. Two more INTs and a lost fumble for Mahomes in that 38-20 home loss to the Bills. Patrick has turned it over six times in his last three games, including five picks. But beyond that, have you EVER seen Mahomes more inaccurate than he was last night? Instead of being able to complete difficult throws “in his sleep,” as he normally does, he looked like he was taking a nap.  Or in hibernation.

But at least he was more accurate than pretty much every kicker in the NFL.  Yeesh!

NO GOOD!!

BB and I had a wonderful experience yesterday. Or at least I did. And BB was cool enough to go along with it. We started our long drive back from Chicago to San Antonio Sunday afternoon. Yes, I had the shivering shakes because I couldn’t watch NFL football. But we just dialed up NFL Radio. It was heaven. It was one of those “fly-around” formats where they cut in on NFL team radio broadcasts from around the league. I missed NOTHING. In fact, I may have ended Sunday more completely informed than I normally do.  I love football on the radio. Love it. And I love hearing the various NFL broadcast teams and styles.

Love and respect for them all.  But Brad Sham is still the best.  And that’s the truth.

What a great way to drive all the way from Chi-Town to Rolla, Missouri!

Cowboys? That’s one of the best-balanced NFL offenses in recent memory. And it should only get better.

Texans? That hurt. Houston should have won that game. But after an early burst, the offense went dormant, and the Pats scored the final 16 points of the game. 1-4 is 1-4.

You want fun? Listening to that craziness between the Chargers and Browns was a trip! If you don’t get excited watching or listening to Justin Herbert play, you just don’t like football. It’s already obvious. That guy, barring injury, will be historically special.

Bad loss? Damn, Panthers.

Paul’s NFL Power Rankings

  1. Cardinals
  2. Bills
  3. Buccaneers
  4. Rams
  5. Cowboys
  6. Chargers
  7. Packers
  8. Ravens
  9. Titans
  10. Bengals

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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.