[h1]Peterson: Chris Cohan fought for Warriors, then let them rot[/h1]
By Gary Peterson
Bay Area News Group
Posted: 10/19/2009 09:56:24 PM PDT
Updated: 10/20/2009 04:12:05 AM PDT
The hotel room in Pontiac, Mich., was a welcomed sight after a planes-trains-and-automobiles journey from San Francisco. This was back when the Lions used to play their home games 40 miles north of downtown Detroit.
The message light on the phone was blinking as I walked through the door. This was before cell phones became a necessary annoyance in everyday life.
It was the office. "I need you to write something," my editor said. "We just found out that one of the Warriors' minority owners is suing Dan Finnane and Jim Fitzgerald for control of the team."
"Who's that?" I asked.
"A guy named Chris Cohan."
"Who's that?" I repeated.
Few Warriors fans had heard of Cohan in 1994, before the Internet exploded in all its pervasive glory, before the dot-com bubble grew and burst, when the Raiders still were in Los Angeles, before Y2K and 9/11, before hanging chads and the international space station.
It was difficult to know what to write. Looking back, you can see the logic. The Cohan we have come to know has an almost insatiable appetite for litigation. Go to court in an attempt to seize control of the Warriors? Of course.
It also made sense in that the Warriors were hot property. Finnane and Fitzgerald purchased a sleeping giant from Franklin Mieuli, hired a fully engaged Don Nelson and watched the good times roll. At one point their string of sellouts ran well into the 200s - more than five consecutive seasons' worth.
Those Warriors were smartly managed. The team was wildly entertaining. Employees at every level were industrious and tight-knit. The whole scene smelled like fun.
And yet to look back, as is tempting with every new atrocity such as the Stephen Jackson fiasco, is to be confounded. Why would a guy spend so much time, money and effort to acquire something, then just sit on his hands while it rotted in front of him?
This is Cohan's legacy, one of profound neglect. He took over, turned things over to power mongers who gassed loyal staffers and ran the organization based on personal agendas, and disappeared into the shadows.
Here's his report card: Of the 27 teams that were in the NBA when Cohan assumed ownership, only the Los Angeles Clippers, now in their fourth decade as a competitive embarrassment, have a worse winning percentage than the Warriors' .376. No team has made fewer playoff appearances. Of course, that would be a tough assignment, given that the Warriors have made only one.
But ceaseless failure is only half the story. Has any other team had a player choke a coach? Has any other team had a player blatantly blow off a practice to go golfing? Has any other team had a president elbow his way past a successful general manager to issue suspensions and contract extensions? Does any other team have a general manager who insists he isn't the general manager?
Finnane and Fitzgerald built a working environment so convivial that it endures today even without any official structure. Former F&F employees remain close friends. We trust you won't be shocked to learn that some despise Cohan. Whereas Cohan either established, or allowed to be established, a culture where treachery and deceit are the currency of the day.
It's difficult to imagine the Stephen Jackson situation reaching DEFCON 2 under the Warriors' previous ownership - or in any strong organization. For starters, the team president, in this case Robert Rowell, wouldn't have been allowed to unilaterally give Jackson a three-year extension with a year and a half remaining on the current contract. And once Jackson began acting out, he would have been gone, the way a younger Nellie quickly jettisoned problem child Joe Barry Carroll back in the day.
Instead, the Jackson problem festers, with every player and agent throughout the league taking note.
It has been this way since postage stamps cost 29 cents, since before the Harry Potter series, since the 49ers were a Super Bowl team, Tony La Russa managed the A's and the Giants played at Candlestick Park. And in a phenomenon of similar vintage, fans are once again imploring Cohan to sell the team to someone who cares.
As ever, there is no official word regarding Cohan's intentions. Maybe he's still trying to figure out why he went to such great lengths to buy the team in the first place. Or maybe he hasn't finished dragging it through the mud.