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George “Iceman” Gervin: “One thing I could do is finger roll.”

Spurs fans: “One thing we can do is win draft lotteries.”

Take THAT, Pistons and Rockets!

Was there ever a doubt? No. I just assumed that the Princes of Ping Pong Balls and Placards would prevail. That was a lock. I had already been boning up on Wembanyama’s resume and bio. Did you know that he likes pineapple pizza, kittens, and long walks on the beach? 

And how cool is it that the young man’s first name is “Victor”?

The Spurs also made another French Connection, which worked pretty well once before.

This is great, of course. San Antonio is a better place when the Spurs are relevant. And this will of course piss off the league, the other 29 NBA teams and their fan bases, the national media and space aliens throughout the Milky Way, all of which are abiding sources of pleasure for Spurs fans.

This also ensures that Pop will coach until he is 90. That’s a good thing.

There’s nothing wrong with Spurs fans doing some chest-beating this morning. But we should also never forget that the now THREE most significant events in Spurs history were the result of dumb luck. So we might consider mixing in a little humility as well. (Yeah, right…)

That was a helluva fourth quarter last night in Denver. The Nuggets took the opener but nothing happened that would make the Lakers think they can’t win the series.

Ja Moron says he takes responsibility and accountability for yet another gun-waving incident. No, he doesn’t. And that’s the whole point. People who are responsible, accountable and remorseful about past mistakes don’t continue to commit them.

If you were wondering who would wind up being the fall guy and scapegoat for the Warriors’ disappointing season, the answer is Draymond Green.  Kerr threw him directly under the bus Tuesday.

The more I think about it, the more I don’t like the NFL’s decision to put a Wild Card playoff game exclusively on Peacock. Business is one thing. But this seems to me to be mindless greed. The league should always lean toward making things easier and more convenient for fans rather than more difficult and expensive.

But I’m in on playing an annual NFL Black Friday game, despite its incursion on a day that traditionally has belonged to college football. It’s notable that first the Bengals and now the Jets have expressed interest in hosting that game every year, as reportedly have several other teams.

Businesses need business plans. Documents obtained by ESPN indicate new Washington Commanders principle owner Josh Harris viewed the exit of Dastardly Dan Snyder as a potential windfall opportunity. He figures no more Dan means more fans, more sponsorship revenue and maybe even a new stadium. Smart guy, that Josh. No wonder he was eager to fork over $6.05 billion. That could wind up being a bargain.

It’s been a rough year for ESPN, and the Four Letter is not out of the words yet. But the decision announced Tuesday to bring The Pat McAfee Show to a prominent weekday position this fall was a no-brainer. He’s currently Solid Gold. For now, McAfee says only that he won’t swear “nearly as much.” That’s the only disappointing thing about this deal.

I have no idea how good or bad Jordan Love and Trey Lance will prove to be. How could anyone know?

But I sure as hell know how good Joe Burrow is. And Joe Cool is as smart as he is talented. Burrow went out of his way to say he is looking out for his Bengal teammates as he enters his own contract negotiation. That’s the way you do that.

Was losing Justin Verlander to the Mets a blessing in disguise for the Astros?

“It’s the stickiest hand I’ve ever felt.” Perhaps that quote requires some situational context. That was umpire James Hoye’s postgame explanation for why he tossed Yankees pitcher Domingo German Tuesday night in Toronto.

Anybody fully understand this flap involving Becky Hammon? I don’t. So I’m going to shut up until and unless I do.

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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.