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Yes, we can be angered by Brittany Griner’s nine-year sentence. But also understand that the U.S. now has a better opportunity to get her back home than it did before that conviction and sentence. Putin was going to have his pound of flesh and his chance to humiliate America. OK. He got it. Now we can go to work on a prisoner swap, something that was never realistic prior to a conviction.

Yeah, it was only a preseason game, and an early Hall of Fame preseason game at that. But I thought the Raiders looked pretty good. True, that means exactly nothing. But it’s better than not looking pretty good.

For reasons of optics and cosmetics, it was wise of the Jolly Roger to appoint former New Jersey Attorney General Peter C. Harvey to hear the NFL’s appeal of Deshaun Watson’s six-game suspension. But understand this. Goodell still wields the hammer.

Six scoreless innings vectored Verlander to his MLB-leading 15th win. Astros 6, Guardians 0. Houston is now just a game and a half back of the Yankees for the best record in baseball.

How can you even do that? I mean how could the Angels smack seven solo homers in a game and still lose? They did just that Thursday night, falling to the A’s 8-7. That’s just the second time that has happened in MLB history (2016 White Sox), and the first time a team has hit seven solo homers in a game but scored no other runs.

The Rams seem genuinely concerned about Matthew Stafford’s chronic right elbow pain. Hello needle my old friend…I’ve come to talk with you again…

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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.