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No Steph 3’s?  No problem, apparently. Boston is now on the brink of elimination after losing back-to-back games for the first time in these playoffs. The Celtics have been brilliant counterpunchers, but this corner may now be too tight. I picked the Warriors in six. I’ll stay with that. This ends Thursday night in Boston.

No other NFL team is as dependent on one player than the Ravens are on Lamar Jackson. Their entire offensive system and philosophy is geared to Jackson’s unique (but limited) skill set. Jackson has reported for the team’s mandatory three-day minicamp, but this contract dispute remains a delicate high-wire act for Ravens coach John Harbaugh. Jackson needs the work. He’s coming off an ankle injury that kept him out of last season’s final four games. Plus, none of the 12 wide receivers on the Ravens’ roster is older than 25, and none has played more than two seasons in the NFL.

Phil Mickelson has become a sad caricature. What price his soul? Actually, I can quantify that answer that with numerical precision. Two hundred million dollars. And still he wants to have it both ways. All ways. Always.

Free Brittney? Would that we could. But we have little to no leverage. We can only appeal to Putin’s humanity. Yeah…

Today marks Griner’s117th day in Russian detention.

The Astros lost to the Rangers Monday night after blowing a 3-0 lead. That negatively impacted my enjoyment of Monday night. But Houston’s Yordan Alvarez remains on a tear. He’s gotten on base in 14 straight games and has hit .500 since May 29. Nobody can accuse him of coasting since he signed that six-year, $115 million contract last week.

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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.