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Now we know. His “angle” ain’t his ankle. Antonio Brown’s latest meltdown is all about caish and catches, no more of which will he be receiving in Tampa or likely anywhere else. Get outta here. And take that alley cat coat with you.

We’re two days from the annual Black Monday head coach whacking in the NFL. The last time I got whacked I already had my stuff packed up and ready to go. I’m hoping that Matt Nagy and Vic Fangio have made similar preparations.

At least grab a Hefty bag in case you need it, Mike Zimmer and Matt Rhule.

Anybody else think Nicole Briscoe just tries too hard to be cool?

J.J. Watt doesn’t have to try to be cool.  J.J. Watt is cool. Cool and BACK!

Cowboys. “One Team, One Goal” tonight. Don’t get hurt.

Oh, just by the way. Anybody seen the Eagles play lately? That team has come a long way. Impressive.

Tomorrow is the….tomorrow is the…tom…Sorry, I’m having a hard time getting this out of my mouth. Tomorrow is the final day of the NFL regular season. (Hold me?)

I really want to see the Niners-Rams game. The Rams can never seem to beat the Niners, because the Niners just bust ‘em square in da mouff. I don’t think the Rams can psychologically overcome another physical arse-whuppin’ heading into the playoffs.

And I think Coach Madden will somehow lift the Raiders over the Chargers and into the postseason.

People are asking me if I really think Georgia is going to win. Uh, yeah. That’s why I said it.

Oh, among the cadre of players transferring out of the Hawaii football program because Head Coach Todd Graham is The Worst Human Being in the History of Humanity is…Graham’s own son.

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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.