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My first conscious thought this morning was of Nick Chubb. I love football. I hate the carnage. All love and support for Nick, who now faces not only a football challenge but a life challenge as well. That’s the same knee that required complete reconstruction in 2015 while at Georgia.

I very much applaud ABC’s immediate decision not to show the gruesome angle of the replay. That would have served no purpose.

Yes, there was a football game. And, yes, the Steeler defense was scintillating, starting with a Pick-6 and taking it from there. When it comes to the top defensive player in the NFL, you can Bosa me this and Garrett me that, but I’ll take T.J.!

Offensively, we were reminded of how magical the connection of Pickett to Pickens can be. That looked like Bradshaw to Stallworth. Seventy-one yards is a long way.

You know I’m not crazy about “throwback” or “alt” unis. But those Browns threads—and helmets—were sweet. They can run that one back sometime if they’d like.

Just a couple of quick takes from the opener of the MNF double-header on ESPN. That was a sick one-handed grab by Chris Olave. And, remember somebody telling you that Bryce Young is just too slight in stature to operate in an NFL pocket? You do?  Good.

Pay the man! I’m talkin’ ‘bout Number 15. The Chiefs finally did right by Mahomes. A restructuring of his contract will make him the highest-paid player in NFL history over a four-year span between now and 2026.

The Rams say they are trying to trade RB Cam Akers. That would be the best thing for all involved.

The underappreciated Adam Wainwright not only got his 200th career win Monday, he did it up the right way, pitching seven innings of four-hit ball in a 1-0 Cardinal win over the Brewers. The 42-year-old Wainwright is shutting it down after the season. Now he’s going out in style.

Astros? I don’t want to talk about it. At least Houston is still up by a game-and-a-half over both the Rangers and the Mariners.

Even Mickelson says he’s not gambling on football this season. I’m hip. Some of these lines have been ridiculous.

But here’s a tip for entertainment purposes only. Oregon is gonna pound Colorado this weekend.

Oh. One more thing. Baylah Still Nasty.  Prayers and justice for the survivors of sexual violence.

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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.