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I won’t even try to hide my glee. I’m so very glad that Texas Tech beat the snot out of Mississippi State last night.  That wasn’t just a beating, it was a physical beat-down, by a program that is not historically known for being “physical.”

And it made me very happy. That clown had that coming.

Yep. Coachie got some rattlesnake in him.  I have never once denied that.

Love me some service academy football. Army beat Air Force. Air Force beat Navy. Navy beat Army.  I will say this. Of the three, right now Air Force has the best athletes.

That was impressive, Houston Cougars.

Definition of fan ambivalence (at least this fan). Au Jus vs. The Quacks. Can they both lose?  By 50?

Here’s player leadership. Saban hasn’t had to say a word. His “guys” took care of it. “Yeah, I know this isn’t normal. Yeah, I know we don’t get to do any of the fun stuff we would normally do during bowl week.  I don’t care. None of your happy asses are leaving this hotel, except to go to practice. This is a business trip. Are we clear?”

Crystal.

Cincinnati could beat them. (It’s possible.) But COVID won’t. That’s being rational.

And…we officially add Carson Wentz to the ever-expanding Idiot List.

I admit it. I’m praying for Bruce Arians. I’m scared for him. Bruce is 69. He is a three-time cancer survivor of three different types of cancer. He is fully vaxxed and boosted, which is what will end up saving his life.

The only people who don’t understand this concept are the people who don’t want to understand it.

I invite you to move over to today’s news blog for my reflections on the passing of John Madden.

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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.