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10/09/22 I’m all about the ball today.

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Bloodthirsty? Me? You really wanna go there? OK. I admit it. I wish the ‘Horns had hung three more touchdowns on those yokels.

I’m wondering. Are the Aggies going to celebrate almost beating Alabama as hard and loud and long as Texas celebrated almost beating Alabama?

That was a horrible play call from the two-yard line, Jimbo. That was really the best you could do? It was amusing, however, to see how freaked out Tide fans were. They were expecting the worst.

So, who is in a worse position right now? Jimbo or Venables? I’ll answer my own question. Venables. Holy moly. Dude. Rent. Don’t buy.

So I guess Georgia jumps back to number one this week, correct?

It drives some of you crazy whenever anyone says SEC football is The Big Dog.
But you know why folks say SEC football is The Big Dog? Because SEC football is The Big Dog. Deal with it.

I was really uncertain about my pick between the Cowboys and Rams. Until I woke up at 3:55 a.m. Sunday. Total clarity. Dallas will win. Too much defense. Yes, despite all their problems, drama and ownership issues, the ‘Boys will be 4-1. The immediate obstacle will then become the 5-0 Eagles. (They’ll beat the Cardinals.)

“Gross motor instability.” That means “no-go,” period. I don’t ever want to hear about a player “just getting his bell rung” ever again.

Russell Wilson has a partially torn lat? Maybe that explains some things. Maybe. Actually, at my age I’m impressed with anyone who still has a lat.

Despite my eternal instincts, I guess I’ll have to start taking UCLA seriously. That’s not just 6-0, that’s an impressive 6-0. The last time the Bruins were 6-0 was 2005.

There was never any doubt that Tennessee was gonna win in Baton Rouge. Morning kickoff.

All-MOST, Jayhawks. But there is no doubt that you are for real.

Pitt RB Israel Abanikanda rushed for 320 yards and six touchdowns Saturday. Not even Tony D ever did that. Abanikanda. Kinda sounds serpentine, doesn’t it? I like the name.

I saw a dude throw seven touchdown passes Saturday. I not only saw it, I tried to describe it on TV. It was difficult, since my chin was on the press box counter. Lindsey Scott Jr.  That’s Mr. Scott to all of us. Incarnate Word 56, Lamar 17. The Roadrunners aren’t the only birds of prey in San Antonio.

That was not cool, Eddie Robinson Jr. Not cool at all. If Prime Time wants to bro-hug you, you bro-hug Prime Time right back. Your dad would not have acted like an ass.

My Astros Anxiety begins Monday. I will be a mess. The Mariners make me nervous.

That’s it for Pujols and Molina. And that’s sad.

Draymond says he’s going to “step away” from the Warriors for a few days.  I find myself singing “Everybody needs a little time away…I heard her say…from each other. Even lovers need a holiday…” Chicks still dig Cetera.

SUNDAY SOOTHSAYER

Packers 31 Giants 21       

Bills 34 Steelers 20

Browns 27 Chargers 24

Vikings 27 Bears 17

Lions 30 Patriots 24

Saints 27 Seahawks 24

Jets 20 Dolphins 17

Buccaneers 31 Falcons 24

Titans 24 Commanders 21

49ers 27 Panthers 17

Eagles 38 Cardinals 24

Ravens 31 Bengals 27

Jaguars 27 Texans 20

Cowboys 28 Rams 24

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I clearly have the attention span of your median fruit fly.Look! Airplane!

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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.