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I’m watching World Series Game Four SportsCenter highlights at 5:02 a.m. The Astros look just as great “the morning after.”

Houston did not “bounce back.” Houston roared back. This could end up being a historically memorable series. In many ways, because of the wild momentum swings from game to game, it already is. Philly went from hitting five homers in Game Three to getting no-hit for only the second time in World Series history in Game Four. I was two when Don Larsen did it the first time. With Cristian Javier on lead guitar, the remaining members of the Fab Four—Bryan Abreu, Rafael Montero and Ryan Pressly—punched the Astros’ Ticket to Ride. Game Five tonight. Dear JV: Don’t eff it up.

The Computer Monkey says the Eagles have an 84.1 percent chance of beating the Texans Thursday night in Houston. I think the Monkey is being charitable to the Texans.

This off-again, on-again dance between the Rams and Cam Akers is getting weird. Patch it up or break it off.

In my view, the Chargers have been one of the NFL’s most disappointing teams so far. They’re not gonna have a chance to “get well” until Keenan Allen’s left hamstring gets well. And he just had another setback.

Tua says the Dolphins aren’t afraid to talk about Super Bowls. Nor should they be. They’ve made some great moves. Great enough to make me interested in them for the first time in 30 years.

Let’s get this straight. The Packers are absolutely capable of losing to the Lions Sunday.

Gonzaga to the Big 12? I don’t like their linebacking corps.  What?  Oh, right…

In addition to the disgusting work environment of sexual harassment, the Commanders under Dan Snyder have long been suspected of financial improprieties. Now it looks like the U.S. attorney’s office has some questions for Danny Boy.

It’s a little late for contrition, Kyrie. Now all of a sudden you’ve turned into Mahatma Gandhi?

Maybe you’ve forgotten that the Rice Owls are gonna play football tonight at the World’s Most Beautiful and Elegant Structure (TWMB&ES). But I haven’t.  See, that’s the difference between you and me.

One Response

  1. as the fight song says :
    “We’re in the air, we’re on the ground
    We’re always in control
    And when you say Miami
    You’re talking Super Bowl”

    To the tune of the old Oiler’s fight song, which is weird

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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.