By Rick Morris
Good friend
Russ Cohen of Sportsology has asked
for my feelings, as a lifelong Browns fan, on the passing of Art Modell and
given how central he was to NFL history, that subject seems like an appropriate
topic to address.
I wasn’t doing
jumping jacks upon hearing the news; I’ll not speculate on whether my “1995
self” would have performed them! I’ve
since learned the value of not bring bad “Western equivalent of karma” on
yourself and will try to be guided by that here.
But in all
honesty, I was never a huge fan. The
team had arguably the greatest pro football legacy when Modell gravy-trained a
title in 1964 on the momentum of what Paul Brown had built and by the 1970s,
the priceless heritage had been squandered.
Sure, I saw some great times (briefly) at the beginning of the 1980s and
during the last few years, but the firing of Marty Schottenheimer and the
complete enabling of Bill Belichick’s in-over-his-head management style of the
early ‘90s (no revisionism, please, Belichick Version 1.0 absolutely sucked –
surely we should all be able to agree that any man who would diagram bootlegs
for Bernie Kosar and fire him when circumstances went south was unfit to coach)
told me everything I needed to know about his brand of ownership. Given that he did have some winners, it would
be less than objective if I rated him below the middle-of-the-pack of NFL
owners over the course of his career.
However, his
alleged Hall of Fame qualifications lie in his celebrated status as a “league
man through and through.” He headed up
the NFL’s TV negotiating committee for decades and was awarded the first Monday
Night Football game as a reward for working the new ABC package into the
mix. He was a loyal lieutenant through
and through to the man who may go down as the greatest sports commissioner of
all time, Pete Rozelle.
As part of his
sidekick role, he bashed Al Davis through and through for abandoning Oakland in
the early 1980s in words that were so hilarious in retrospect that it was too
easy to throw them back in his face later.
He was an established part of the NFL Old Guard.
Because of
that, his decision to replicate Davis’ path vis-à-vis Cleveland undermined the ability
of the league’s faction of established owners to protect the Rozelle Way in the
face of Jerry Jones’ Al Davis Version 2.0 assault on all-for-one,
one-for-all. The league that you see
today, in which owners are selling off any part of the game that they can, no
matter how insignificant and owners are locking out players not because they’re
losing money but not making ENOUGH money – you can thank Art Modell for
this. Once this standard-bearer of the
league’s era of growth-through-teamwork joined the every-team-for-itself ethos,
resistance to the Dirty Big Money Way (which was never going to be spearheaded
by the personification of the word “lawyer,” Paul Tagliabue) was over.
Those who want
Art Modell in the Hall of Fame cite his value as a historical figure. In order to get their way, they must first
speak to the exact type of history he represented, because there is no honest
way to represent it as positive.
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