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I for one would not look that victory in the mouth, Cowboy fans. That was a good win that puts Dallas in an excellent position heading into the final three games of the regular season.

That D rocks, and continues to be a takeaway machine, forcing three more picks and the first lost fumble of Saquon Barkley’s NFL career. Ten INTs on the season for Trevon Diggs. That would be impressive even if his name was Mel. Or Everson.

Running game? Better, although that team rushing total of 125 yards doesn’t sizzle. But the O line was better at the point of attack than it has been in the last month, and both Elliott and Pollard ran with authority.

Dak? I’m honestly not alarmed. There were some dropped balls (WTH was up with that, Cee Dee?)  And that’s a tough place to throw (or kick) the ball in December. No picks!

All systems go heading into next Sunday night’s rematch with the WFT.

One more thing. Micah is a freak. Did you see him in coverage 25 yards downfield?

It’s down to Parsons and TJ for NFLDPOY.

I have Texans gear. I like to wear my Texans gear. I will do so proudly today. Yeah, it’s come to that. I’m celebrating a win over the no-longer-time-to-wallow-in-the-Meyer Jags. But it was cool. A 98-yard KO return TD. First career starting win for Davis Mills. Brandin Cooks is a pro. Light my fire!  

Yeah, I’m counting. That’s six straight wins for the Dolphins. Huh?

That was a bad loss, Titans.

That was a bad loss, Broncos. (Good vibes to you, Teddy.)

And now for the twin elephants in the room.

No excuses, Cardinals, although the Lions are now playing like demons for Dan Campbell. Is Arizona now the third best team in the NFC West? And is Kyler Murray the fourth best quarterback in the division?

So, then…I kept waiting for the defending Super Bowl champs to score a point last night. I’m still waiting. Dennis Allen owns Tom Brady. Yes, even more than Aaron Rodgers “owns” the Bears. Brady coughed up a fumble, threw a bad pick and got sacked four times, every single one of them against just a four-man rush.

The Bucs have much bigger problems now than just that inexplicable shutout loss at home. That looked bad for Chris Godwin. That looked bad for Mike Evans. That looked bad for Leonard Fournette.

I have enormous respect and some strange affection for John Harbaugh. But, no, all this swashbuckling, go-for-it, “I Am I Said” primal scream shit has got to stop. (That goes for you, too, Brandon Staley!)

No. I kinda sorta got it when Harbaugh went all or nothing two weeks ago against the Steelers.

Not yesterday vs. the Packers. Harbaugh says it was his “gut.” Somebody needs to buy him a roll of Rolaids to help his sour stomach.

But the Bengals say “thanks!” as they now climb into first in the AFC North (at least until late this Monday afternoon, if the battered Browns can find a way to beat the Raiders).

Now, I am going to perhaps give you reason to challenge my mental stability.

Tyler Huntley would give the Ravens a better chance to advance deep in the playoffs than does Lamar Jackson.

I’ll explain and defend my position tomorrow. Unless I get distracted and forget. Feel free to remind me.

And here I am calling HARBAUGH crazy! (lol)

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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.