07/29/23 “Back Together Weekend”? Hell, I never fell apart…

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Well, at least the Rangers lost, too. The margin is still two in the AL West.

ANOTHER speeding violation by a Georgia Bulldog football player.

The Big 12 says 14 would be the perfect number of schools in the Big 12.

Shohei hit his 39th homer of the year and suffered his third calf cramp of the week Friday night.

What is going on with athletes’ calves?  Joe Burrow’s injury may not be a trifling matter. Are you familiar with Bengals’ backup QB Jake Browning? Yeah, me neither…

And, hey, did you hear that Cowboys safety Donovan Wilson went down with a right calf injury Friday? Donovan Wilson is not a household name only if you don’t live in a football household. That guy is a stud. His 2022 stat line included 108 tackles, five sacks (a safety with five sacks?), four tackles for loss, nine QB pressures, two PBUs, two forced fumbles and a fumble recovery. Four to six weeks.

It’s come to this. The NBA has felt the need to issue a memo reminding players and their agents that if they threaten to not “fully perform the services called for under his player contract in the event of a trade” they will be subject to unspecified discipline. That was for you, Damian Lillard, and your agent, Aaron Goodwin, who are threatening to hold their breaths until they turn blue if Lillard is traded to anywhere other than Miami.

It’s “Back Together Weekend.” Hell, I never fell apart…

Take care of your calves. Seeya manana.

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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.