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It’s getting pretty difficult to be a Texans fan. Thursday’s firing of David Culley was shameful. Not that it was surprising. When Nick Caserio did not immediately say following the season finale that Coach Culley would be back next year, you knew he was gone.  He knew he was gone.

But as always, Culley remained a consummate professional and gentleman. The 2021 Houston Texans were an abysmal football team with limitless problems. Their head coach was not one of them. I watched all 17 Texans games. With the lone exception of the Week 13 debacle against the Colts, they played hard.  That was apparent even back in the preseason.

Culley was a steadying influence and a respected leader. He did a nice job in developing Davis Mills. What could Culley have possibly done with that team that he didn’t do?

One year?

It’s now apparent that Caserio saw Culley as a one-year “bridge” coach from the jump. That is deplorable.

Culley is an NFL “lifer” who finally got a shot to be a head coach at the age of 65. He’ll be fine financially, because the Texans owe him for the FOUR years remaining on his contract. He will find a job as an assistant if he wants to, because he is a good coach with a solid track record.

David Culley leaves with his dignity intact. The Texans have forfeited theirs.

Playoff time. I like the sound of that. Quick takes on the Super Wild Card Weekend matchups.

Raiders at Bengals—The Silver and Black may be physically and mentally exhausted after that marathon against the Chargers. But the Raiders can flat-out rush the passer. And the Bengals cannot protect Burrow. That one angle makes this game interesting.

Patriots at Bills—Playoff games between divisional foes are always fascinating. The Hoodie won the first regular season meeting by attempting three passes in the wind in Buffalo. The Bills countered by thumping the Pats later in the year in Foxborough. The Bills have the better roster, top to bottom. And they’re at home. So why am I not at all convinced Buffalo will win?

Eagles at Bucs—No, the Eagles are not going to pull off the upset. But they will get this game into the fourth quarter, and there will be some very nervous moments for the Bucs and their fans.

‘Niners at Cowboys—Turnovers. If Jimmy G. doesn’t turn the ball over more than once, SF has an excellent chance to win. This is a very awkward matchup for Dallas.

Steelers at Chiefs—Nolo contendere.

Cardinals at Rams—Another intra-divisional bout. Somebody has to win. But do you really think it matters? These two teams are both Dead Men Walking. And I have zero confidence in either Matthew Stafford or Kyler Murray right now.

Djokovic? Shut up and go home.

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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.