09/25/22 I’m all right…..don’t nobody worry ’bout me…

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Me? Oh, I’m OK, I guess. You know, except for getting my heart and guts ripped out…twice…on Saturday night. How’s it going for you?

Rice could have beaten Houston. Should have. Incarnate Word could have beaten Southeast Louisiana. Should have.

But it’s not like I’m the only one hurting, right, Longhorns? And I’m sure it’s a rough Sunday morning for Arkansas’ field goal kicker. That goes for Miami head coach Mario Cristobal, too. Looks like the Sooner Schooner broke an axle. There’s plenty of misery to go around. Oh, and that was a crappy way to lose, Missouri.

But for others, the birds are singing sweetly. The Kansas Jayhawks are not only 4-0 in boys varsity tackle football. They are a GOOD 4-0 in boys varsity tackle football. There’s nothing fluky about them in the slightest.

Greatest athletic feat on planet Earth Saturday?  Running in Berlin, two-time Olympic champ Eliud Kipchoge lowered his own marathon world record to 2:01:09. Dayum!

I have to agree with those of you who are saying that Brett Favre is being treated with kid gloves by the media. But at least he hasn’t done anything really scandalous like quietly taking a knee during the national anthem.

Sunday Soothsayer

Texans 24 Bears 20

Raiders 27 Titans 21

Chiefs 34 Colts 20

Bills 37 Dolphins 31

Lions 27 Vikings 24

Ravens 34 Patriots 17

Bengals 31 Jets 20

Eagles 38 Commanders 21

Saints 27 Panthers 17

Chargers 24 Jaguars 14

Rams 30 Cardinals 24

Seahawks 27 Falcons 17

Packers 24 Bucs 23 (How many Microsoft tablets will Brady break on the sideline?)

49ers 27 Broncos 21

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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.