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Did you see who was happy after the Cowboys hung on for that 27-20 nailbiter over the WFT?

Correct. Nobody.

Dallas was in shell-shock after almost blowing a 24-0 lead, and Washington was angry and frustrated about not completing what would have been an historic comeback victory.

Yes, that will be one edgy, intense football game when the two teams meet again in two weeks, this time in Arlington.

That’s okay with me. I like edgy and intense.

It’s a given that Micah Parsons will be Defensive Rookie of the Year. Now he must be considered for Defensive PLAYER of the year. His versatility and football savvy are astounding. He can be a run-stuffing or A-Gap blitzing inside linebacker, he is Taz coming off the edge, and he can play man coverage all the way down the field on pretty much anybody.

I don’t think I’ve ever before written that last sentence about a player, except maybe that guy who played for the Giants. Yeah, you heard me. And Micah does less stupid stuff than the gentleman I’m referencing.

So, Dallas is 9-4 and holds a three-game lead in the NFC East with four games to play. The division race is over. Dallas will go into the NFC postseason no lower than the fourth seed. I don’t think earning the one-seed and the bye is realistic at this point. The Cowboys are not going to leap-frog the entire trio of the Cardinals, Packers and Bucs.

But consider this. If Dallas goes deep in the playoffs, it will likely be because of its defense. Think about how ridiculous that statement would have been a year ago, when the Cowboy defense was truly among the worst in NFL history.

Now that D can be the meal ticket, assuming everybody is healthy and stays healthy. With almost all hands on deck for really the first time this season, we saw yesterday how ferocious that front seven can be. I’m quite sure Taylor Heinicke would agree.

Apparently, Dan Quinn is a pretty good D.C.

Dak? I wouldn’t worry about him. I’m not excusing or dismissing that pick-6 he threw to Cole Holcomb, but I could probably explain it pretty innocently. I’d be much more concerned about the state of the Cowboys running game.

NFL MVP? If the season ended today, it would be Tom Brady. Period. Think about this. It’s amazing enough to still be playing at 44.  It is quite another to still be the very best football player on the planet.

I got lots more NFL sugarplums dancing in my head. But that’s why God created Tuesday. See you then.

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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.