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Bigger, stronger and deeper prevailed.

That was a good one that expanded my respect for both teams. There was a lot to like Monday night in the Big Never Easy.  And I think that’s what I most appreciate about KU’s victory. That was hard.

After draining their emotional and physical tanks Saturday in that unforgettable win over Duke, North Carolina stumbled a bit out of the blocks, falling behind 7-0 in a blink. But it bothered the ‘Heels not at all. In fact, they looked like the better team for the remainder of the first half, leading by as many as 16 and taking a 15-point lead to the break. Carolina’s quickness took the upper hand.

Then bigger, stronger and deeper kicked in. Kansas proved to be a more royal shade of blue, outscoring the Tarheels 31-10 to open the second half. That sparked the biggest comeback victory in men’s national championship game history.

As a neutral fan, that was a pleasure to watch. Because that was hard.

So what are the Eagles up to? Because that Monday trade with the Saints is just their first move. Philly gets a 2022 first-round pick, a ’23 first-rounder, a second-rounder in 2024, and both a third-round and seventh-round selection in 2022. That’s a haul, but clearly the Iggles are not now going to hold onto all of those picks. My immediate suspicion? Hey, Jalen Hurts. Rent, don’t buy. And don’t you get too comfortable, either, Jameis Winston.

New Orleans still has two picks in this year’s first round, at 16 and 19.

Seahawks Coach Pete Carroll has committed an unpardonable sin. He told the truth when he called out NFL owners for their failed minority coach hiring practices.

This is just not going to work out for Colin Kaepernick. I say that objectively, with no emotional reaction one way or the other. That “throwing session” in front of some NFL coaches and execs last Saturday in Ann Arbor was a sham. Kaepernick is 34 and hasn’t played in five years. While he probably is good enough to serve as a backup somewhere, he is not going to start for any team ever again. The hard reality is that all 32 teams have decided he’s just not worth the trouble. Plus, I saw him throw (realizing he was throwing to random and unfamiliar receivers). Nope. That long, loopy, sloppy delivery has just gotten longer, loopier and sloppier. That ship has sailed. The Spike Lee documentary should be interesting.

Yeah, I know this is an inner conflict and contradiction, one that I haven’t resolved in 68 years. I am just reflexively anti-elitism. Rubs me the wrong way, in pretty much all forms. Always has. There is nothing more elitist than The Masters.  But I can’t wait!  I’ll be locked down Thursday through Sunday. Of course I acknowledge my inconsistency. But first, let’s watch The Masters!

Bryson DeChambeau says he has tried but failed to get in touch with the now reclusive Phil Mickelson. I can’t imagine anything more blessed than not being able to get in touch with Phil Mickelson.

May your day be similarly fortunate!

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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.