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I guess that’s life in the NBA. One night you’re celebrating your coach winning his 1,336th regular season game, and a couple of nights later that big, smooth dude from Minnesota is dropping 60 on you, 32 of them in the third quarter. Dang. KAT got some skills.

And Steph lit 47 candles on his birthday cake. Welcome back, Draymond.

Man, that’s Texas A&M Corpus Christi in that NCAA play-in game tonight! Happy for the Islanders.

OK. The Cowboys have kept the boat from capsizing by signing DeMarcus Lawrence to a three-year deal. And they managed to clear some cap space. They’ll need it as they try to keep as many of their free agents as possible.

Mitchell Trubisky to the Steelers. Don’t snort. This is interesting. Yeah, he wet the bed a few times with the Bears, but folks forget that he also played very well at times. If Trubisky were coming out of college this year, he’d be the first QB taken in next month’s draft. He benefitted from the season he just spent as a backup in Buffalo, and now apparently will battle it out with Mason Rudolph and Dwayne Haskins for the starting job in Pittsburgh.

What’s gonna happen to Baker Mayfield in Cleveland?  You got me. But whoever winds up slingin’ it for the Browns will have Amari Cooper to sling it to.

Looks like the Bengals are serious about shoring up that offensive line, and thus keeping Joe Burrow alive.

Nice get for the Chargers, who pried CB J.C. Jackson out of New England. The self-dubbed “Mr. INT” has 25 picks since entering the league in 2018 as an undrafted free agent. That’s like…a lot.

That Monday golf was good! Congrats to Cameron Smith, who one-putted eight out of his last nine holes.

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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.