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Happy Tuesday, October 32, 2022.  October is my favorite month. So I’m not quite ready to let it go. Hey, if Trump Cultists can just make shit up, so can I.

Besides, it just doesn’t seem natural for World Series games to be played in November. Hey, I’m not cancelling November, I’m just delaying and shortening it. You’re welcome.

Lance McCullers JUNIOR will be on the bump for the ‘Stros tonight in Game Three. Like Werewolves of London, his hair is perfect…So is that curveball.

Monday’s rainout probably benefits the Phillies, who can now rearrange their pitching to their advantage.

We sometimes forget how hard it is to coach a gazillionaire knucklehead athlete. Pray for Steve Nash.

If you call the NFL team that lost last night in Cleveland the “Bangles,” we can’t be friends. The Cincinnati players don’t walk like an Egyptian. And they don’t do that “eye thing” that Susanna Hoffs does.

In trying to explain why the BENGALS got blown out, I think I’ll shave with Occam’s Razor. You know, the logical theory that postulates that the simplest explanation is almost always the right one. No Ja’Marr Chase. And he’s gonna be out for at least another month. This could be a rough stretch for Burrow and company. Especially if that offensive line gets him hospitalized.

And, oh, Bengals shutdown CB Chidobe Awuzie hurt his right knee Monday night, and the initial prognosis is not good. Yipes, Stripes…

But, hey I’m happy for Jacoby Brissett. Who doesn’t love Jacoby? How can you not love Jacoby?

Roquan Smith is one of my five or so favorite NFL players. He looked so good in a Bears uniform. Except for the orange ones, of course. Nobody looks good in those. But if Chicago had to trade him, I’m glad they dealt him to Baltimore. He’s a natural Raven. And he will elevate that defense.

I’m eager to watch Sunday’s upcoming game between the Rams and the Buccaneers. One of those teams is going to quit. And I have no idea which team that will be. I’m morbidly fascinated.

The Jets are going to ride with Zach Wilson at QB, despite the egg he laid against the Patriots. That’s the right move. He’ll be OK.

The Packers’ offense has stunk out loud all season. But now their defense does, too. The Packers are now a very balanced team.

My only reaction to Auburn’s firing of head coach Bryan Harsin is, “What took you so long?” Cultural fits matter. Especially in the SEC.

Dear Serena. Don’t do it. Go to school on what happened to Brady. Don’t do it.

I seldom agree with Jim Harbaugh. But I do this time. JH says the Michigan State players who assaulted two of his guys in the tunnel following Saturday’s game should face criminal charges. Jim Harbaugh is right.

The Stanford student who plays their Tree mascot (How Stanford is that?) has been suspended, essentially for being an insolent asshole. I researched this. A number of previous student Tree Mascots have also been suspended or dismissed, almost every one of them for insolent asshole behavior. So clearly this Tree Problem has roots…Nobody likes a tree with a ‘tude.

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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.