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Once again, NFL “Prime Time” becomes Slime Time. Thursday Nights have been abysmal. The games have been so bad that Al Michaels is threatening retirement.

We haven’t exactly been waiting all day for Sunday Night so far this season (although the Cowboys-Eagles game was compelling in the second half).

And then there was Monday Night at SoFi. The Chargers and Broncos combined for two touchdowns in 72 minutes and 52 seconds. Once again, we had a prime-time game that produced seven field goals. The pivotal play of the game was a muffed punt in OT.


I shaved my legs for this?

I’ll pose the question. Do you think Pete Carroll knew something we didn’t? Or at least that the Broncos didn’t? Because Petey pulled off a Colorado Rocky Mountain Heist. (I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky.) Carroll pulled five draft picks (including two first-rounders and two second-rounders), and three players from Denver in exchange for Russell Wilson. Petey then watched the Broncos go into hock by signing Wilson to a five-year, $245 million contract.

And right now Geno Smith in Seattle is a much better NFL quarterback than Russell Wilson. The Broncos have scored 16 points or fewer in five of their six games. Denver had minus-9 net yards passing in the second half against the Chargers. Wilson completed three of eleven passes for 15 yards in the second half. That ten-for-ten streak Wilson had to start the game?  Fool’s gold.

Right now Russell Wilson’s Bird has avian flu.

It is 3:55 a.m. Tuesday as I write. Yes, I am re-watching this game on the NFL Network in an act of hopeless masochism. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it was. It was worse.

Do you realize that neither team made a first down in OT?

Oh, and Wilson wasn’t the only pig-in-a-poke purchase the Donkeys made in the offseason. Nathaniel Hackett is the most clueless NFL head coach in recent memory. That is, with the possible exception of the Chargers’ Brandon Staley. That’s my “analytic” evaluation. Watching those guys is like watching an episode of “Lost,” minus any entertainment value.

You know a game should be on a shelf at the Dollar Store when the toughest and most productive player on the field was the Chargers’ one-legged field goal kicker.

But, yeah, I’ll watch Monday Night Football again next week.

My name is Paul, and I’m a footballholic.

Oh, one more thing. The Broncos host the Jets Sunday. You tell me which of those teams will play harder and smarter.

The Cardinals have acquired WR Robbie Anderson in a trade with the Panthers. Yeah, that’s the same Robbie Anderson that was kicked off the field Sunday by Carolina interim coach Steve Wilks for being a jackass on the sideline. Wow. Just what the Cardinals need. Another malcontent. (Yes, I’m aware that Arizona had to do something following the injury to Hollywood Brown.)

And speaking of malcontents, how did things get so sideways between the Rams and Cam Akers?

Easterby is finally out with the Texans. I never understood how he got in with the Texans in the first place.

Texas at Okie State and UCLA at Oregon this Saturday. I’m in!

So Game Five of the ALDS between the Yankees and Guardians was pushed back until Tuesday because of rain in the Bronx? That’s OK. We’ll wait. GO ‘STROS!

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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.