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I’m not surprised that Eagles coach Nick Sirianni harbors some resentment toward Andy Reid. Reid did not retain Sirianni as the Chiefs’ WR coach in 2012 when Big Red took over as head coach in KC. Stuff like that happens in all businesses, and folks have long memories. I’m just a little miffed as to why Sirianni would admit his hard feelings publicly. No upside, IMO.

In assessing the SB 57 matchup, there’s one thing I just can’t get past—the Eagles’ pass rush. And don’t think for a minute that Mahomes is suddenly “well” after that high ankle sprain. His mobility will still be restricted. And it’s not like the Chiefs have a running game to take part of the load off Mahomes.

Brian Flores is the Vikings’ new DC. Flores comes with some baggage. His discrimination suit against the NFL is still pending. But he can coach. And he inherits a Viking defense that can’t do anything but get better. That D was awfuller than awful in 2022.

You mean Russell Wilson is not going to be permitted to have his own personal quarterback coach in the Broncos’ facility, as he did last season? Hey, Russ, meet Sheriff Sean Payton.

You know why the Arizona Cardinals’ head coaching job is still open? Because nobody in their right mind would want that job. Or that quarterback.

Brady is smart. His decision to delay his broadcast debut with Fox until 2024 is in his best interests. And I’ll bet you a cheeseburger that the network is happy about this, too.

The Mavs think they just set themselves up for a championship. I think they just sentenced themselves to eternity in hell.

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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.