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Feel free to ignore the “A” and the first “C” in ACC.  Noted Atlantic Coast institutions Cal, Stanford and SMU were admitted to the league Friday, with N.C. State flipping to “yes” to provide the pivotal vote. That makes 18 schools in the ACC starting next year.

Now get this. SMU will receive no media revenue from the league for nine years. The Mustangs just shrugged. “Do you know how rich our alumni are, Lovie? Media money? We don’t need no stinkin’ media money!”

I don’t doubt Travis Kelce’s sincerity. But he broke The Code when he got on a podcast and begged his Chiefs defensive stud teammate, Chris Jones, to end his holdout. You can look it up. “Thou shalt not mess with another man’s money.” I’m serious. That’s the kind of thing that cleaves locker rooms. I betcha Andy didn’t like that.

It’s all downhill from here for rookie Jason Dominguez, who went yard on his first MLB swing to become the youngest Yankee to homer in his first at-bat. Young Jason is 20 years and now 207 days old. That would be a nice little story if he hadn’t done that to help beat my Astros and Justin V 6-2. Oh, and A. Judge also got to 250 dingers quicker than anyone else in MLB history. Pissed me off.

Now let’s hope Altuve’s OK.

Astros still in a virtual tie with the Mariners atop the AL West with The Hated Rangers just a game behind.

I don’t blame Mack Brown for being bent out of shape. He’ll be without ace receiver Tez Walker today when his Tar Heels meet South Carolina. The NCAA can’t make up its mind as to whether Walker is eligible to play immediately as a two-time transfer. This all shoulda been cleared up one way or the other weeks ago.

Did you notice I referenced college football and “today”? I’m all set for the first Big Saturday of the season. Or at least I thought I was. Imagine my panicky horror when I flipped to ESPN Thursday night and encountered a black screen with a message informing me that the Mouse is in a licensing war with my cable provider. So the Four Letter just pulled the plug in the middle of the Florida-Utah game.

Damn you. Damn you all to hell.

Nevertheless, I proceed with Paul’s Peerless Picks for Saturday. Home teams in caps.

TENNESSEE 37 Virginia 21

TCU 49 Colorado 17

SMU 45 La. Tech 24

OHIO STATE 41 Indiana 27

ALABAMA 38 Middle Tennessee 17

PENN STATE 41 West Virginia 21

TEXAS TECH 45 Wyoming 31


TEXAS 51 Rice 23


TEXAS A&M 28 New Mexico 20

BAYLOR (THEY NASTY!) 45 Texas State 27

UTEP 34 Incarnate Word 31

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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.