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Remember when there was a Blockbuster on every street corner in America? Apparently now they exist only on Friday afternoons in the NFL.


You know what you call anyone who now says they saw that coming? A liar.

We just experienced maybe the greatest season—certainly the greatest postseason—in NFL history.

This is now officially the greatest offseason in NFL history.

Think about it. If Deshaun Watson had NOT been traded yesterday, Friday would still have been a humongous football news day.

Where to start unpacking? Let’s start here. EVERYBODY seems to be “all in,” following the Rams’ Super Bowl model. And that is fantastic!

The Browns are trendy and bold. Who would have ever thought that would be the case?

The Texans, armed with all that draft capital, could get pretty good pretty quickly. Yeah, that’s a pretty crazy sentence, too.

Cleveland just traded away three number ones, a third and a fourth, for a quarterback who will not even be available at least at the start of the 2022 season. Watson is not facing criminal charges, but the Jolly Roger is going to sit him down. Period. Eight games? Seventeen? That is not out of the realm.

Two hundred thirty million dollars? And that’s not NFL Funny Money. It’s all fully guaranteed.

One quick random thought about this. Amari Cooper just lit up a big ol’ stogey. As did Tom Brady and Bruce Arians. Watson is not headed to New Orleans, Atlanta or Carolina. That means Tampa Bay has already clinched the NFC South Championship.

Baker Mayfield? Oy.

Matt Ryan?  A true professional. He’ll be fine.

So  Who’s going to play quarterback in Indianapolis? Or Seattle? Or San Francisco?

And consider this. The AFC North now has Deshaun Watson, Joe Burrow and Lamar Jackson. And the North has to take a BACK SEAT to the West. Mahomes, Wilson, Herbert and Carr?  Outrageous!

I’m loving the Chiefs’ pickup of JuJu Smith-Schuster. That’s more than just a nice fit.

Hard to believe that Davante Adams has in two days been relegated to “in other news” status.

Dallas has acquired pass rusher Dante Fowler, who was released by the Falcons last month. Fowler will be reunited with Cowboys DC Dan Quinn, who was his head coach for a time in Atlanta in 2020. Worth a roll of the dice. It’s a one-year deal.

Interesting that Anheuser-Busch has severed ties with the Washington Commanders, apparently because of the endless series of sexual harassment allegations. Hmmm. How is A-B gonna handle the Browns now?

I was devastated to learn of the passing of NFL reporting legend John Clayton. What a good, good man.

Yeah, I watched some hoop yesterday. Good win for the ‘Horns. And the Houston Cougars are good to go.

Dear Tom Izzo. Please beat Duke.

Carlos Correa to the Twins.  Dang it.

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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.