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Sixty-two? On a U.S. Open course?  Twice in one day? Rickie Fowler and Xander Schauffele pulled it off in Thursday’s first round at L.A. Country Club. If you suspect that 62 is a U.S. Open record, you are correct.

Diamonds are a boy’s best friend, at least in Kansas City. Each of the Chiefs’ latest super bowl rings contains 613 sparklies.  To put that in perspective, that’s one greater than 612.

If the Chiefs want to get another ring, they’d better work things out with star DT Chris Jones, who looks pretty dug-in in his current contract holdout.

I’d still be at least mildly surprised if D-Hop winds up in New England, but his Thursday visit with Pats coaches and players produced nothing but smiles. Hopkins reportedly is intrigued by the prospect of playing for The Hoodie, and it appears he has no hard feelings toward Pats offensive coordinator Bill O’Brien, who was his head coach with the Texans, a stint that had a rocky ending.

Antonio Brown ruined what could have been an historic NFL playing career with his erratic behavior. Turns out he’s not a responsible team owner, either. Brown’s team in the National Arena League, the Albany Empire, was booted out Thursday because Brown had failed to pay a required fee and a recent fine he earned for making inflammatory public comments.

As a kid who was a rabid Cowboys fan, I feared Giants receiver Homer Jones. And with good reason. Jones averaged 22.3 yard per catch—still an NFL record—and caught 36 TD passes in his seven-year career. Following his first touchdown, an 87-yard sudden six against the Eagles in 1965, Jones did something no other NFL player had ever done. He spiked the ball in the end zone. I’m gonna put one down in the grass today in honor of Homer Jones, who died Thursday in Pittsburg, Texas at the age of 82.

That’s a good long life, something Ray Lewis III was denied. The 28-year-old son of Hall of Famer Ray Lewis died Thursday of undisclosed cause. RIP.

We get numbed to The Greatness That Is Shohei Ohtani. Modern baseball has never seen his like. The Rangers saw more than enough of him Thursday, as he gave up just two runs in six innings to get the win, and also added a 443-foot opposite field homer in a 5-3 Angels victory. That’s 22 dingers, and that’s tied for the MLB lead.

What I liked about that game is that the Rangers lost. Unfortunately, so did my Astros, who fell to the Nationals 4-1 in ten innings. So Texas is still up three and a half games in the A.L. West.

Punching out (accidentally) an NBA mascot during an on-court promotion was one thing. But now a woman has accused Conor McGregor of sexually assaulting her in a VIP men’s bathroom during an NBA Finals game last week in Miami. McGregor denies the allegations and no criminal charges have been filed. The 34-year-old McGregor has been previously accused of sexual assault four times outside the United States, although he has faced no legal punishment.

Why are anti-gay chants at soccer games in Mexico a thing? For that matter, why are they a thing anywhere? Move this irrational hatred close to the top of the list of Things Coach A. Just Does Not Understand.

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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.