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Colin Kaepernick worked out for the Raiders Wednesday. I’m pulling for him. Why wouldn’t I? What exactly was his egregious and eternally unforgivable offense? Caring enough about this country to try to make it better?

He’s very much a longshot to make it back to the NFL, IMO. He hasn’t played football in six years and his handful of public workouts have been ragged. But the Raiders represent his best chance. The Davis family has always been involved in social justice movements and been willing and even eager to help underdogs. The other 31 teams are going to figure that signing Kaepernick as a backup QB is just not worth the large and inevitable backlash.  Mark Davis won’t care. Let’s see what happens.

Nick Saban has no reason to be afraid of Jimbo. That’s a standoff that will remain a standoff. Mutually assured destruction. Neither one of them is going to do anything. But you know who Saban should genuinely fear?

Deion Sanders. Prime Time has the ability, the strategic intellect and the motivation to jack Nicky up big-time.

Similarly, The Jolly Roger has to be more than a little nervous. A court ruled yesterday that Jon Gruden’s suit against the NFL can proceed.  Grudes is not going to settle. And he knows where bodies are buried and dirty laundry is stowed. Goodell is going to have Rolaids for dessert for the foreseeable future.

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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.