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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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950106
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Friday, January 06, 1995
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METRO EDITION
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SPT
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1C
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MITCH ALBOM
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SEE ALSO METRO FINAL CHASER EDITION, Page 1C
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Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
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LAST LAUGH
WHAT A SAD COMMENTARY THAT LIONS ARE HAPPY
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Wayne Fontes entered his office and sifted through the congratulatory
messages on his desk. Chris Spielman. Barry Sanders. The phone suddenly rang
and Fontes picked it up.

  "Hey, Mike! . . .  Oh, thank you."

  Mike Holmgren, coach of Green Bay.
  "I appreciate it, Mike. . . . Hey, go on down to Dallas and kick their
butts, OK?"
  Fontes hung up, held out his arms. "See? The other coaches call. Respect.
They're happy for me."
  Perhaps. Then again, any Packers coach would be happy to see Fontes get his
contract extended -- because the longer Fontes sticks around, the more success
Green  Bay seems to have.
  What I'm saying is, like life itself, it really depends on where you sit,
this decision to give Fontes the job as head honcho until 1997 -- despite a
1994 finish that was no better than 1993, and a record that was a little
worse.
  Maybe you like it, maybe you don't. But before you jump off a building,
remember this:
  If a player fumbles, blame the player. If the scheme is bad, blame the
coach. If the talent is weak, blame the personnel director. 
  And if you don't like the man hired to run the team, don't blame that man
-- blame the owner.
  William Clay Ford.
  Who was golfing somewhere when all this fuss was going on.
Expect more mediocrity
  
  Honestly, now. What did you think Ford was going to do? Fire Fontes and
hire Jimmy Johnson -- a guy he'd  have to pay $4 million a year plus perks?
Fire Fontes and hire Bill Walsh, a guy he'd have to give $3 million a year
plus full personnel control? Fire Fontes and hire Joe Gibbs, Dick Vermeil or
any of the other high-priced, Super Bowl-experienced coaches out there?
  Forget it. Ford has never paid big money for a coach and he wouldn't start
now. He has never handed over the front office reins --  let alone a
percentage of the team -- to a coach, and he wouldn't start now.
  So his options were these: some assistant coach, some college coach, some
castoff -- or Fontes, a guy who has taken his  team to the playoffs three of
the six years he has been here.
  For an owner like Ford, the choice was obvious.
  Take a look around the league, folks. In Dallas you had a coach hired the
same time  as Fontes, by the Cowboys' aggressive owner, Jerry Jones. And while
Wayne was building a 4-12 team to an eventual division champion, Jimmy Johnson
turned the 1-15 Cowboys into back-to-back Super Bowl  kings.
  Meanwhile, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers continued to wallow in the NFL
basement.
  So what happens? Johnson's ego clashes with Jones' ego, and all that Super
Bowl success can't keep them together. Meanwhile, Tampa Bay, happy to win even
a few games in a row, plans to keep  its coach, Sam Wyche, even though the
Bucs haven't sniffed the playoffs since Ronald Reagan took office.
  My point? Some  franchises are happy with mediocrity, and others can't even
be satisfied with greatness. It is the reason Tampa Bay and Dallas are where
they are today.
  And it is likely the reason we will see a  few more 9-7, 10-6 and 8-8
seasons around here in Detroit. 
  
Fontes never had a doubt
  
  At his press conference Thursday, Fontes said: "I have to evaluate our team
with teams like the 49ers  or the Cowboys . . . what are they doing that we're
not doing?"
  Well, for one thing, they don't practice in their parking lot. They don't
use first-round draft picks on quarterbacks who can't pass  the potatoes. They
don't hire, then fire, two offensive coordinators and one defensive
coordinator, they don't trade for a malcontent like Pat Swilling, about whom
anyone in New Orleans could have warned  them.
  Those organizations -- the 49ers and Cowboys -- are first- rate, run like
tight ships, their owners are involved, and they create an atmosphere where
excellence is expected, and they don't tolerate  mistakes.
  On Thursday, Fontes talked about the shortcomings of the Lions' season. "If
Dave Krieg hits Herman Moore with that slant pass . . . if we get a guy called
inbounds instead of out of bounds."
  And if pigs had wings. . . . 
  I remember asking Jimmy Johnson once how he built the Cowboys so quickly.
"I only want players who make plays," he said. "I don't care about size or
speed. I want  proof that they make plays when it counts."
  That's called performance. When you judge a team that way, you either have
success or you rip it up. When you judge a team by its past, you fall in the
great big in-between.
  Is Wayne Fontes a bad coach? No. Is he great? No. Is he fickle, does he
dance around, change his mind, show a great sense of humor, have enormous
patience,  misuse Barry Sanders, overestimate draft picks, change his offense,
motivate in some big games, not motivate in others?
  Yes, yes, and so what? You weren't hiring him, and I wasn't hiring him. He
makes William Clay Ford  happy, that's all the counts. If the owner were
really interested in what you thought, would he have been golfing when this
was announced?
  "Were you ever worried about being rehired?"
  "I never  had any doubts," Fontes said.
  What else do you need to know?
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