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And it turns out he’s seven-and-a-half feet of charisma, too. Does that kid “get it,” or what? “Phenoms” sometime turn out to be “Phlops.” That will not happen with Wembanyama, barring injury. He appears to be a different order of magnitude.

Wemby does his homework, too. His reference to “breakfast tacos” will pay well on Hildebrand and elsewhere. It sounded genuine and enthusiastic rather than calculated and patronizing like, say, Russell Wilson would have done.

I thought The Draft produced a solid evening for Male Athlete Fashion, Gradey Dick’s supernova jacket notwithstanding. The Thompson Twins were especially solid, IMO. Hold Me Now?

I guess San Francisco will be as good a place as any for Chris Paul to grab his hamstring next season.

Am I alone in thinking that MLB Commissioner Rob Manfred is just not up to the job? There appears to be a leadership vacuum in the sport that has led to “grab-bagging” rather than planning. And Thursday’s published “confession” by Manfred that he now regrets granting immunity to Astros players for their roles in 2017’s Garbage Can-gate would have been more appropriate in a psychologist’s office than in an interview with Time. I hereby cast my vote of “no confidence.”

“Specialty” warm-up sweaters in the NHL will no longer be a thing. Bettman has essentially decided it’s just not worth the aggravation. Pragmatism won out over “Pride” in this case. Talk amongst yourselves…

The Angels’ Shohei Ohtani and Ronald Acuna Jr. have been elected the starting pitchers for next month’s All-Star Game. Not even Trump would question the validity of that voting.

Deal with it, SEC Haters. They own your ass in baseball, too. Gators v. Tigers will be epic.

I “snark” (v.) for a living. So, yeah, I was tempted to drop a cheap, dismissive joke about Aaron Rodgers’ public endorsement of psychedelics during a Wednesday podcast. But I know nothing about the subject. “I. Don’t. Know.” You might want to say that every now and then. It’s liberating.

All best wishes to Deion Sanders, who is scheduled to undergo surgery on Friday to treat blood clots in both legs. We’re all relieved that his circulation issues will not require amputation of his left foot.

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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.