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File this under, “But I didn’t shoot the deputy.”  The attorney for Cowboys DB Kelvin Joseph says his client was in the SUV from which shots were fired in the early morning of March 18, killing a 20-year-old man outside a Greenville Avenue establishment. But the lawyer says Joseph was not the shooter.

This is all so very Cowboys.

Nobody in the NFL is more baffling than Kirk Cousins. He’s a very good player, his numbers are impressive and he may be the best businessman in league history. But…something…just ain’t right. Do you feel the same way?

The Colts look good to me. And they look better after signing FA cornerback Stephon Gilmore.

You can never, ever, have enough good corners. If your corners can hold up, you can do all kinds of creative and exotic stuff with the rest of your defense. If they can’t, “vanilla” is your only flavor.

The Phoenix Suns appear to be a toxic workplace. And now amidst an NBA investigation into alleged racism and misogyny in that organization, Suns’ majority owner Robert Sarver is retiring as executive chairman of Western Alliance Bancorporation, a position he has held for two decades.

It was one of the great moments in the rich history of the NBA’s play-in tournament. I’ll eagerly await the 30 for 30 documentary on the Pelicans’ fourth quarter rally to beat the Clippers and claim the eighth and final Western Conference Playoff berth.

Yes, I’ll watch Son of USFL tonight. I had fun with that league the first time around. I may even break out my almost four decades old Tampa Bay Bandits t-shirt.

It’ll be interesting to see how when and where the quarterbacks go in the upcoming NFL Draft. There’s not a “can’t miss” QB in the lot, in my estimation. But there are some scrappy dudes. That’s not normally a compliment, coming from me. But I give Scrappy Stickers to Kenny Pickett, Desmond Ridder, Sam Howell and Matt Corral.

So long and sail on to my buddy Skip Walker.  Skip was the best player I ever played against. RIP, bud.

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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.