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Question being posed on virtually every sports website in America: “Did Jets overpay for Aaron Rodgers?”

Oh, just hell yeah. But it was the right decision and the right move. And I would have done the same thing, except I’da played my cards a little more artfully. But I do not blame the Jets in the least. There is no “tomorrow” in today’s NFL.

The Jets have some very nice young players. They really haven’t done much since Namath was in pantyhose. They are the “New York” Jets, and New York does not tolerate irrelevance. They need to get back on the back page of the tabloids. Yeah, there’s no guarantee Rodgers will be around for a second season. There’s always the possibility he’ll book a yak-riding tour in Tibet. And, yeah, he’ll be 40 before this season starts.

But to those who irrationally insist, “He’s washed up!” I merely ask. What quarterback are you watching?  Rodgers’ physical skills are undiminished. And if nothing else, you have to concede that Coach watches these things pretty closely.

For his part, Packers G.M. Brian Gutekunst says his team is not rebuilding. Sayin’ it don’t make it so, Brian. Your team is now officially in rebuilding mode, a fact recently publicly stated by Green Bay left tackle David Bakhtiari. The bad news for the Packers is that they will finish no higher than third in the NFC North. The good news—or at least promising news—is that their rebuild got off to a pretty good start with the draft haul they raked in Monday.

As for Jordan, he could use a little Love right about now. Good luck, brother.

And while we’re on the subject of the Green Bay quarterback lineage, no, Favre, nobody’s dropping the case. Nice try. But you’re still a civil defendant in that disgusting scheme to funnel off Mississippi public welfare funds for your private pet projects. Damn, man, I used to love you. 

Add “serene” to the seemingly endless list of Jalen Hurts’ virtues. Yeah, he probably could have squeezed even more money out of the Eagles. But he wanted to get the deal done and get laser-focused on the 2023 season. This could help: There are persistent reports that Philly may acquire Derrick Henry from the Titans. There is also a pretty good chance that Bijan Robinson could fall to Philly with the 10th overall pick
Thursday night. My reaction to either of those possibilities? Holy guacamole…Yeah, even the Cowboy defense would get their world rocked.

One afterthought to the above paragraph. Derrick Henry on the market? Remember when star running backs were respected more than, say, deep snappers?

And how’dja like to be Trey Lance right about now?  It’s not a “purdy” world for him at the moment.

Eighteen Colorado Buffs football players entered the transfer portal following Deion Sanders’ first Spring football gauntlet (yes, that is the preferred spelling). Prime Time’s reaction?  “Hop in.” The man can make me smile from time to time.

I think I’m about ready to recognize that the 2023 Tampa Bay Rays are pretty good.

I looked up the derivation of the name “Kawhi.” Turns out it means, “inscrutable, and, frankly, pretty damn strange.”  

Before last night, the last time I saw Jimmy Butler he was hobbling off the court in Game Three of his Heat’s series with Milwaukee, kinda like James Brown after a three-hour Cold Sweat concert. I guess it gaut bettah. Jimmy hung 56 last night in Game Four to push the Bucks to the brink.

Oh, and memo to the Grizzlies. Best not to poke the bear.

Udoka back in the Association, this time in H-Town? I got no problem with that. You?

Random closing note. You know how some people have “white noise” recordings to help them relax? You know, gentle breeze, babbling brook, ringing cash register? I think all I want is an endless loop of Bianca Nabilo talking about…anything. Iluvitwhenjootalklikedat.

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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.