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All that remains of the two NBA conference championship series is a pair of mercy killings. While it’s not the fault of the Heat or the Nuggets, and should not be held against them, these are nevertheless the two least compelling league semifinal series I can recall. The only remaining intrigue is whether the collapses in L.A. and Boston will result in additional NBA coaching whackings.

Celtics coach Joe Mazzulla says, “It’s on me.” Careful, man. Somebody may take you up on that.

Brooks Koepka became my favorite golfer pretty much the instant he blossomed on the scene. While he has surgical skills, he nevertheless plays golf like a linebacker. You know I like that. I was crushed when he bolted for The Murderous Saudi Tour. So, I really didn’t know how I would react as I watched the final round of the PGA. As it turned out, I never really pulled for him. I would have preferred that Hovland or Sheffler won. But my respect for Koepka the Competitor was fully restored, if indeed it was ever diminished in the first place. Koepka had plenty of chances and even plenty of reasons to come undone Sunday. He never did. That’s five majors, including three PGAs. He is already historically significant. He may end up being historically great. Brooks Koepka is a Bad Man.

We’re all heard the sarcastic saying, “Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.” Wrong. Koepka won the trophy. But a teacher won the event as well as the hearts of America. California teaching pro Michael Block displayed unforgettable grace and gratitude in finishing as the tournament’s low club pro. Block reacted with a whimsical humility we would all love to emulate. Sometimes human strength, perspective and maturity is displayed not so much in the midst of adversity as it is by how we handle good times and success. The Teacher’s lesson got through to everyone.

And we will never forget Block’s rim-bending slam-dunk ace at 15.

That was a nice moment for Brittney Griner. And for America.

Yeah, the Astros have been picking on baseball’s cellar-dwellers, but W’s are W’s. That’s now seven straight following Sunday’s completion of a three-game sweep of the A’s. Sunday’s pitching performance was most impressive, Mr. Valdez.

Jadeveon Clowney says he’s open to returning to the Texans.  Hmmm. I’ll have to think about that one. I’ll get back to you. Maybe tomorrow.

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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.