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I’m having a difficult time understanding why this Djokovic thing is a thing. What am I missing? He lied. He falsified documents. He brazenly dismissed Australia’s immigration laws and violated that country’s sovereignty. He endangered the safety of other individuals and posed a threat to Australia’s public health. He has also brought dishonor to his sport.

Why is this a thing?  Why is he not already “leavin’ on a jet plane”? Or facing criminal charges in Australia?

Fault on Serb.

And speaking of rotten human beings, Todd Graham has burned another bridge, this time across the Pacific. Graham has resigned as head football coach at Hawaii amidst predictable and historically inevitable allegations of abusing players. Seventeen Hawaii players, including Graham’s son, have entered the transfer portal since November. Todd Graham accused of player abuse? You mean like he faced at Arizona State? Or Pitt? Or Tulsa? Or Rice? Graham says his latest resignation after two seasons at Hawaii was voluntary, and for the benefit of his family and his health. I’ll promise you that there are a lot of folks in the Hawaii football family who are feeling much healthier now that that polecat is gone. Unfortunately, his stench will linger.

As I type at 4:19 a.m., I’m wearing an Astros t-shirt. America needs baseball right now. America needs spring training. And it may not happen. Disappointing, to say the least.

What’s the weather like in Cincy today? Actually, not too bad.

Or Buffalo? You don’t even want to know. This is what I don’t understand about the Bills. They are built like a warm weather team. Their systems reflect a warm weather mindset. This is why I think the Pats may paste them tonight, despite the undeniable fact that Buffalo has the better roster.

I have a fun opportunity I’d like to tell you about. I’ll be doing audio commentary on the Cowboys-49ers game on Sunday through ColorCast. Essentially, we can all just watch the game together and you can listen to me ramble for three and a half hours. Fun, right? I’ve been instructed to be “insightful and funny.” I’ve also been advised there are “no rules.”

Somebody just told Paul Alexander there are “no rules”?


I hope you’ll join me.  And I’ll take your questions and comments during the game via text or IM or email or carrier pigeon, or…

Details on accessing this to follow.  Just as soon as I learn how to turn the durn thing on.

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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.