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Lest you ever doubt the cultural and psychological impact sports can have on people and communities, compare San Antonio and San Antonians this Friday morning as compared to 72 hours ago. It’s like this whole city is on laughing gas. It’s really kinda cute—a word I almost never use.

“They” always say an NBA playoff series doesn’t really start until the home team loses. So by that standard, that Lakers-Nuggets series hasn’t yet even gotten out of the starting blocks. But right now it sure looks to me like L.A. is gonna get dusted.

The group headed by Josh Harris that wants to purchase the Washington Commanders for $6.05 billion includes 12 other investors, all of whom have to be fully vetted by the NFL. That’s the reason for the delay in final approval of the deal. Not to worry. Dan Snyder is history.

Yes, we can blame a morning frost delay for the fact that Round One of the PGA was not completed Thursday in Rochester, New York. Thursday was May 18, right?

We start Friday with 34-year-old rookie Eric Cole leading at 5 under through 14 holes. And that looked sorta like Bryson DeChambeau taking the clubhouse lead at 4 under 66. At least I think so. It had been a while since I had seen him. B.D. says he has reduced his daily caloric intake from 5,000 to 2,900. Yeah, that would probably impact a man’s appearance.

I like athletes who are not afraid to get dirty. Especially golfers who are not afraid to get dirty. Did you see Tom Kim wading through a mud hole trying—ultimately unsuccessfully—to find his errant tee shot? Pig Pen. Priceless.

Four overtimes? Six hours? Like hockey isn’t already brutal enough? Hockey players are studs. They’re nuts. But they’re studs.

It appears the Bay Area has locked up Super Bowl 60 in 2026. That’s fine with me. It’s a great venue and I love Levi Stadium in Santa Clara. Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair. We’ll find out for sure next week at the NFL owners’ meeting in Minneapolis.

I’m trying to figure out what the Steelers are doing with their quarterback room. Kenny Pickett is the starter, period. Pittsburgh is keeping veteran backup Mason Rudolph. OK. But now it appears the Steelers are going to hang on to Mitchell (don’t call him Mitch) Trubisky, too. I’m confused…

OK. Here goes. I haven’t been avoiding this topic. I just haven’t addressed it yet. I unequivocally support the human rights of the LGBTQ community. I abhor the mindless, senseless hatred and discrimination directed at that segment of our society.

But if you restrict the conversation solely to athletic competition (and we should not), there is no question that birth male transgenders have a significant advantage when competing against girls and women in many sports.

That’s not “political.” That’s fact. That’s biology. That’s physiology.

Of course, we should offer athletic opportunities to transgenders. They should compete against each other.

That’s an example of being Radically Rational.

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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.