09/20/22 Hurts, Don’t It? – Radically Rational

09/20/22 Hurts, Don’t It?

Jalen Hurts, si.

Kirk Cousins, no.

Attention, NFL. The Eagles are a problem. And the Vikings will underachieve. But you knew that.

My respect for Hurts grows by the week. He was not anywhere close to a good passer when he came to the league. Usually, that means a guy will never be a good passer. But he has worked tirelessly on his delivery and footwork and is now more than competent throwing the football. He was already a marvelous runner and a universally respected leader. He now leads the NFL in both yards per attempt and rushing touchdowns. Yes, the Eagles are a problem.

Cousins? I don’t know what the hell to think. His skill set is impressive. We saw that again in Week One in the Vikes’ win over the Packers. And then there was last night…

The Bills have scored an opening drive TD in seven straight games. That’s unheard of. It’s going to be very hard to keep that team out of the SB. And here’s why. That Bills defense is now almost as good as their offense.

Sending all good vibes to Bills DB Dane Jackson. Neck injuries are scary.

Who’s worse? The Colts or the Titans? And neither of those teams has a single excuse. I look at it this way. This gives the Texans and Jags ample motivation to keep playing hard.

If I were a Bucs teammate of Mike Evans, I’d be pissed as hell at him. And I would make sure he knew that. Unacceptable.

Congrats to your AL West Champion Houston Astros. Bigger things to follow.

Here’s what I call a good decision. All WNBA players have decided they won’t be moonlighting in Russia.

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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.