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Poland refuses to play Russia in a World Cup playoff game. “P” stands for “principle.”

Callaway Golf has told Phil Mickelson to take a hike for cozying up to the murderous state of Saudi Arabia, leaving Lefty stuck in a sand trap of his own creation.

Grambling alum Doug Williams has expressed extreme displeasure with his alma mater’s hiring of The Scumbucket That Is Art Briles as its football team’s offensive coordinator.

I see a pattern here. And I like it.

But then there’s this. Looks like we’re going to lose MLB regular season games. This is on the owners. Remember, this is not a strike. It’s a lockout.

That looked like a continuation of the NBA All-Star Game last night in Washington. Spurs over the Wizards 157-153 in 2 OTs as defense takes the night off. Dejounte Murray was the “MVP” with 31, 14 and 13 in 43 minutes. No word on who won the Skills Contest.

Lebron “cleared the air” last night with respect to his future? That was “clearing the air”? Looks as smoggy as ever in L.A. to me.

Sean McVay is going to keep doing what he does best—coach football. I don’t doubt that he was physically and emotionally exhausted after the Super Bowl. But I never for a moment thought he was going to shut it down and head to the tv booth.

Now, Sean Payton is another matter. He’s bought some neckties and he’s good to go. And he would be outstanding as either a game or studio NFL analyst.

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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.