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The Nuggets will win their first NBA title. But the 8th-seeded Heat sho ‘nuff got some mojo goin’ on. Miami won a play-in game just to punch a playoff ticket. Then they ruined the Bucks, took care of the Knicks and won a Game Seven in Boston. I will say this. All the pressure is on Denver.

His name is Scottie Pippen. But I’m gonna call him “Mr. Perpetual Thirst.” Chicago’s Eternal Second Banana climbed onto a recent podcast and called Michael Jordan a “horrible teammate” and a “horrible player.” Despite the fact Pippen is half-right, why is he still playing that sour note after three decades?

Trey Lance says, “I’m having fun playing football again.” Again? I’m not being a jackass, or at least not trying to be one. I wish The Young Man health and success. I’m curious and eager to see if he can play. I’m sure he is, too.

What are the Chiefs and DeAndre Hopkins waiting for? Just do it.

But it appears Deshaun Watson would support a bro reunion in Cleveland. Stay tuned.

Yep. It’s Quiet Time in the NFL. The big news out of the Giants’ OTAs is a “new” shotgun-snapping technique that is really not new at all. Don’t worry. Things will pick up soon.

Saints backup QB Jameis Winston says he still has the skills to be a starter. Where? BTW, I do not dislike Jameis in the slightest.

The Jags are already the best team in the AFC Souff. If their gamble on Calvin Ridley pays off, they will run away with that division.

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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.