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We’ll see if that come-from-behind home win over the Rams gets the Bucs back on track.  Could go either way. But I do know this. The Rams are done. As are the Packers. Rodgers, you are going to have to start taking some responsibility for this debacle.

Brady’s career passing yardage odometer rolled over. 100,000. 100,000. That’s hard to process. It was nice to see the GOAT smile.

Remember when we all (certainly me included) thought Josh McDaniels would be boffo in his next head coaching opportunity? It’s more like “Bozo.” It’s hard for an NFL team to have blown leads of at least 17 points in the first half of the season, but the Raiders have been overachievers.

Tyreek Hill is tearin’ it up for the Dolphins. That’s good. And the Chiefs are tearin’ it up without Tyreek Hill.  That’s good, too. Worked out for everybody.

‘Fins vs. Bears was tons of fun. Fields ran for 178 yards? Say WHAT?

Rumors are just rumors, particularly when they involve the Cowboys. But I give some credence to the rumor that OBJ may be vectored toward Dallas along about December 1.

Football should be fun. The Jets are fun. The Seahawks are fun. Right now the Vikings are fun, and are having fun. They’re good. I can’t wait for the Vikes and Cowboys to hook up a week from Sunday.

Dang, excuse me. Here I am seven paragraphs deep in my weekly Monday NFL recap, and I have yet to mention that Kyler Murray is a punk. My bad.

CFP rankings 2.0  Georgia, Ohio State, Michigan and TCU. Looks about right to me. For now. Dang, that was a big fall, Clemson. Deservedly so. USC and UCLA are both 8-1. The Old Schooler in me thinks that’s pretty cool.

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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.