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It’s no secret that Jerry Jones is not one of my heroes. But I am not going to vilify him now, either.

True. The photo that was taken in Arkansas in 1957, when Jones was 14-years-old, is not a historical scene that anyone who supports and promotes social justice would want to be associated with. Also true. Jones says he came to the steps of North Little Rock High School simply as a curiosity. I won’t attempt to speculate about what was and is in his head and heart. But I do know that I’m not going to pile on now. 

A star is born. CeeDee Lamb’s potential is unlimited.

I would gently caution Cowboy fans to try to remain at least semi-humble and not go around beating their chests and screaming “We Dem Boys.” Just go win the next game.

Edwin Moses never competed against Jake Ferguson.


Dallas did a lot of good things on Thursday. Maybe the most impressive was holding Saquon to 39 rushing yards.

Hoping the best for Von Miller. Early indications are that there may be reason for optimism. Let’s hope so.

Football is about personal relationships. Ultimately, nothing else matters. Ultimately, the sport has no other intrinsic value. That’s a fascinating relationship that continues to develop between Bills QB Josh Allen and WR Stefon Diggs. That could be movie material someday after they have hung ‘em up. We naturally think about QBs motivating, nurturing and lifting up their receivers. This time it appears to be the other way around.  Like I said—fascinating. Uplifting.

By the way, you can tell that Allen’s elbow is really affecting his throws. But after Diggs had talked to him, Josh unleashed one of the dangedest frozen ropes I have ever seen to Diggs to set up the Bills’ winning field goal. That kinda stuff is why I love football.

Buffalo now has as many wins this season at Ford Field in Detroit (2) as the Lions do.

Once again, the Lions had to come up with some really creative ways to lose. Once again, they found them. That’s a shame in a lot of ways, because that is becoming a very likable team.

You’re going to tell me the Vikings should no longer be considered a threat in the NFC. I’m going to tell you they are 9-2. There is no such thing as a 9-2 fluke in the NFL. Dismiss them at your own peril.

Here’s maybe my problem with the refs overturning what was initially ruled a touchdown catch by the Pats’ Hunter Henry. Sure. It was questionable. But the ruling on the field was a touchdown. I question whether there was sufficient evidence to reverse it. They didn’t ask me. That’s ok, too.

Once again. Lane Kiffin fails to get it done in the Egg Bowl. Clearly he is not the Egg Man. Goo goo g’joob.

It’s gonna rain like hell at least in the second half of the Texas-Baylor game in Austin.

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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.