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Am I missing something? Novak Djokovic entered Australia without a proper visa and without a “medical exemption” from that country’s COVID restrictions. Djokovic is properly in isolation quarantine until Monday, when he will rightly be plopped on a plane and flown from Down Under back to Up Over. Period. Game, set, match.

I’m not djoking.

That one is clear. I will admit the Antonio Brown fiasco is getting much murkier. Brown says he didn’t quit Sunday against the Jets. He says Bruce Arians tried to force him to go back into the game despite a significant ankle injury. After saying, “He (Brown) is no longer a Buc,” during his postgame presser, Arians was asked if he was aware that Brown had told him he was too injured to return to the field. “No,” Arians responded.

Well…Brown first injured his ankle in Week 6 and missed five games. Then there was the three-game suspension later in the season for obtaining and using a fake COVID vaccination card. Brown’s ankle issue was referenced on the Bucs’ injury report last week leading up to the game against the Jets, and he was officially listed as “questionable.”

Brown was on the field for 26 plays Sunday. He says he then told Arians that his ankle had become too painful and non-functional to continue. Brown says Arians screamed, “You’re through!,” and made a cutting hand gesture across his throat. Brown said it was only then that he launched into his embarrassing sideline histrionics and strip tease. He says he didn’t quit, he was fired.

So what we have is a classic, “He said, he said,” right?

Maybe not. Brown says he has since undergone a private MRI exam that shows broken bone fragments, cartilage loss and an ankle ligament that has been torn from the bone. Hey, like “The Eye in the Sky Don’t Lie” game video, these injuries are either documentable from that MRI exam or they’re not.

It is interesting that the Bucs have not yet formally released Brown, who says the club is trying to control his medical treatment through team doctors, and is trying to portray Brown’s tirade as a “mental health issue” rather than a reaction to a physical injury and a sideline firing.

The truth? I don’t know. But it seems to me that it should be relatively easy to determine the truth. And it shouldn’t take very long.

This truth could get very ugly.

Here is another looming problem. The NFL is lining up an alternate site for SB 56. Yeah, the league always has contingency plans. But this one is real. If L.A. initiates COVID crowd restrictions, the league will move that game away from SoFi Stadium in a heartbeat. The NFL will not have another Super Bowl in an empty stadium, as it did a year ago. Right now the leading alt site appears to be Cowboys Stadium in Arlington. This could absolutely happen.

Finally, Aaron says Hub is a bum. In this case, Aaron is right. Some guy from Chicago named Hub Arkush somehow made his way onto the panel of 50 voters for the AP NFL Most Valuable Player Award. Hub hasn’t told anyone who he voted for (that’s against the rules), but he ran his mouth on a Chicago sports/talk show a couple of nights ago. The Hubber said he would never vote for Aaron Rodgers, because, “He’s the biggest jerk in the league,” and “a bad guy.”

The Hubber apparently was referencing Rodgers’ offseason melodrama, followed by his outrageous vaccination fraud (for which he should have been suspended).

So I don’t know if Rodgers is a jerk, or a bad guy. But I do know he has been the NFL’s most valuable player throughout the 2021 season.

Rodgers, on his own radio show, detonated The Hubber yesterday. The Hubber had it coming.

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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.