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It was an unforgettable experience for all 400,000 San Antonians who starting this morning will say they were at the Alamodome to witness The Moment. And I won’t hold it against any of them.

History. Folklore. Legend.

The Comeback. The Faith. The Drive. The Touchdown.

And ultimately it was The Culture that prevailed. Just as Roadrunner Coach Jeff Traylor said it would.

The only culture associated with the football program at The University of Texas at Austin is in a petri dish. Bring your own HazMat suit.

Bye, Ducks. I won’t miss you. You’re annoying as hives. Every year.

The Pac-12 rolls snake-eyes again.

Membra when UCLA-USC was kind of a big deal? Even the Song Girls were out of tune.

Who was the clown who somehow got on this blog yesterday and predicted an SMU win over Cincy? Damn, I need a more secure password.

Hey, I’m not taking anything away from C.J. Stroud. Six touchdown passes are a lot. In fact, six is one greater than five. But the Secret Service could not have protected him more effectively than the Buckeye offensive line did Saturday in Columbus. There weren’t even any candy wrappers rolling around at his feet. As Charlie Jones (and later Fountains of Wayne) would put it, “He had all kinds of time.” And now probably time to draft his acceptance speech.

Yes, I am aware that Tide QB Bryce Young threw for a school record 559 yards and is now himself shopping for a suit that sets off the décor inside the Downtown Athletic Club.

When did defense become a thing in the Big-12?  You don’t want no part of Okie State right now. That means you, Sooners.

Sunday’s Soothsayer

Cowboys 34 Chiefs 27. Dear Dak. Please score every time your team touches the ball. This one still makes me nervous.

Bills 24 Colts 23. This will be so much fun to watch, at least for anyone who doesn’t have a dog in the fight.

Ravens 24 Bears 13. I’m starting to worry about Lamar. It ain’t COVID. So what is it?

Browns 27 Lions 21. Detroit still oh-fer. But the Browns are decomposing.

Tennessee Whatever They Want, Houston 3. The Ghost of Houston Past reigns.

Vikings 30 Packers 27. No, I understand. I don’t know why I’m making this pick either.

Dolphins 2 Jets 0.  That two represents the number of television viewers as well.

Eagles 27 Saints 24. Good watch. Both of these teams play HARD.

Panthers 19 WFT 17. Wonder what Cam will wear to the post-victory news conference. Don’t forget the hat, man. I always like the hat. And it better have a plume!

49ers 28 Jags 17. Urban bugs me. I’m not that crazy about Rural, either.

Bengals 34 Raiders 24. Slump vs. Slump. Somebody has to win. Or, you know, tie.

Cardinals 28 Seahawks 20. How’s Kyler?

Chargers 24 Steelers 21. Pretty much now or never for the Bolts.

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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.