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01/12/23 Texans! Yoo-hoo! Do the right thing!

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The Texans have effed up again. Firing another head coach after only one season is disgraceful. It is also evidence of organizational incompetence and even cluelessness. It almost seems like the franchise owns a Eff-Up Machine and keeps it in the “on” position 24-7.

But I believe in redemption. And I own a lot of Texans gear. I look good in it, and I’d like to wear it in public again. Redeem yourselves, Texans. Frank Reich wants a job. Hire him. Today. Before lunch. He’s a helluva coach, and who knows the AFC Souff better than he does?

This is interesting, too. Former Stanford coach David Shaw is going to interview for the Broncos vacant head coaching job. That dude gets it. He gets it at every level. We forget that before his 16 years at Stanford he was a stud on coaching staffs of the Eagles, Raiders and Ravens. And he’s only 50. And he’s hungry. What the hell are the Broncos waiting for? (I’ll answer my own question: Sean Payton.)

I don’t know why Sean McVay is delaying his decision. He admitted he was suffering from burnout even after last year’s Super Bowl win. Now he once again says he may need a break from coaching. Dude, that means you need a break from coaching. No shame whatsoever. Do it. Do some commercials. Do some studio tv work. Have a sandwich. Hang out with your wife. You will always be able to come back to coaching ifg and when you want to.

Now former Jets OC Mike LaFleur will be taking at least a brief and involuntary break from coaching after getting whacked Wednesday. The Jets averaged 17.8 points per game (31st in the league) and scored six or fewer points in each of their last three games. That is pretty much the definition of an uncoordinated offense.

The Dolphins are in a world of hurt. Tua can’t go (understandably). Looks like Teddy can’t go, either. That leaves Skylar “Who He?” Thompson. And they’re going to Buffalo. And Damar Hamlin will likely be on the Bills sideline. This is going to get ugly.

The Ravens’ prospects are only slightly less bleak as they head back to Cincinnati. No Lamar. Tyler Huntley might be able to play despite tendinitis in his throwing arm. That’s not altogether a bad thing. Huntley is a good, and very smart, quarterback. But if the Ravens have to once again turn to undrafted rookie Anthony Brown, this one will be nolo contendere.

Does Joe Burrow crack you up as much as he does me? Babyfaced assassin.

I was very saddened to learn of the death of USC legend and Heisman Trophy winner Charles White, who passed Wednesday at 60 after battling cancer. Former Trojan coach John Robinson described White as “the toughest guy I ever coached.” Johnny Rob coached a lot of tough guys. White played on USC’s 1978 national championship team and won the Heisman the following year. He was a two-time Rose Bowl MVP. He still is USC’s all-time leading career rusher with 6,245 yards. I have wonderful, indelible memories of hanging out with my Pops and watching White and the Trojans battling UCLA, Notre Dame and whomever the Big Ten shipped out West to the Rose Bowl. Rest easy, Mr. White.

Everybody wants to talk about Dak. Me, too, That’s why God invented Friday.

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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.