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How very Arizona of you. And you’re right in character, Virginia.

OK, we got what we came for—two big Thursday upsets in the Souff. Now we can wax rhapsodic about The Toaarrrnament and commence with the Cinderella references.

Then after Furman loses to San Diego State on Saturday and Princeton gets blown out by Missouri, we’ll say what we always say: “Never mind.”

How bad were the Bears last season? Even worse than the Texans, thanks to Lovie’s parting shot. But I really respect how aggressive Chicago has been in restructuring that roster. It’s refreshing. Thursday’s signing of free agent former Panthers RB D’Onta Foreman was a nice pickup. Now I’m eager to see how Justin Fields progresses.

Ditto Desmond Ridder in Atlanta.

Mariota will be Hurts’ backup in Philly. Makes sense, stylistically. Now I just wonder where Mariota’s head is these days.

With Mariota in the fold, the Eagles have dealt Gardner Minshew to the Colts. Presumably, he’ll help mentor whatever QB Indy takes with the number four overall pick.

I’m very curious about where Dalton Schultz and Bobby Wagner will land. Looks like it will be the Chargers for Schultz. Wagner? He’d look good with a star on his helmet.

Headline: “Mixon won’t be indicted.” It’s always good every time Joe Mixon is not indicted.

Draymond got his inevitable16th tech of the season on The Ides of March. That means he’ll serve his automatic one-game NBA suspension Friday night against the Hawks.

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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.