Ok, so nobody is saying that.

Lin averaged 16/ 4/ 4 (against 3 turnovers) a game last year for Harvard, with a shooting % line of 52/ 34/ 76. He then had a fairly impressive summer league playing for the Mavericks, including the job interview of a lifetime when he played John Wall to a near draw.

Welcome (back) to the bay, kid.

As part of the deal Watson signed a 3 year contract with the Bulls worth about $10 million. This is a good deal for all parties involved—Watson gets quite a bit of guaranteed money for a backup who put up decent numbers for a team like the Warriors the past 2 years, he’s going to help the Bulls off the bench and the Warriors should not have matched that money.

It’s pretty clear that Riley feels like you should not invest heavily in bench players and this is something I agree with. The NBA is a star’s league and you need to invest in your starters first and foremost (and hopefully, by extension, your stars.) Unless you have an owner like Jerry Buss who is willing to go deep into the luxury tax to keep luxury items like Lamar Odom as a 6th man, it doesn’t make sense to give multi-year, multi-million dollar deals to bench players. Trading guys like Turiaf, Azubuike, Morrow and Watson (who will make a little less than $15 million this year combined) is sound strategy when you still haven’t really solidified a legitimate starting 5.

July 15th, 2010 is a day that will live in…what’s the opposite of infamy? Famy? Awesomeness? Whatever it is, this day will live in that. Christoper J. Cohan sold the Warriors today, for the nifty lil sum of $460 million, which I think is also what Erick Dampier has made in his career.

The surprising thing is who he sold the team to. The media money was on Oracle mainest man and Iron Man 2 co-star Larry Ellison but it turns out the smart money was on two people you probably haven’t heard of if you’re not in the venture capital business or the movie business: Joseph Lacob and Peter Guber.

Jacob is a Bay Area guy, a Silicon Valley heavyweight and a longtime Warrior season ticket holder. So far, so good. He’s also been a minority owner of the Celtics, so he should have some knowledge as to how successful NBA teams are managed.

With a name like Guber Guber was destined by the 3rd grade for either great in-your-face success or a string of grisly homicides up and down the central valley. Growing up and producing the movie Tango and Cash and buying the Oakland Warriors is obviously some sweet, sweet success. Everyone who laughed at his name in grade school can now suck it.

In their first interviews the new owners said all the right things—they want to and know how to build a winner and that’s what the great and long-suffering Warrior fans deserve. They also took a parting shot at Cohan and his lil buddy Bobby Rowell by saying it really couldn’t get much worse. While all Warrior fans appreciated this quality cheap shot, all Warrior fans also know that it can always get worse.

But none of that matters now. The long, local nightmare of the Chris Cohan era is over. I was hoping Larry Ellison would buy the team and I would have settled for Bruce Jenner and Kris Kardashian. Lacob and Guber are fine. I really have no opinion on them one way or another. All I know is that they are not Chris Cohan, who I would seriously consider knifing in the kidney if I saw him leaving his house in Pacific Heights and I thought I could outrun the cops. No matter what happens next, congratulations are in order. We made it.

What hits you first is the smell. You don’t see it coming. You step inside from the half artisinal/half Disney confines of Jack London Square and you’re hit with a ringing kidney shot. Now you’re a boxer with no legs.

You walk up to the long bar manned by a brawny woman in her 30’s (only one bartender is needed here) and you order a drink. You order a Budweiser because you feel uncomfortable. The other three people in the bar stare at you with no expression on their rainy faces. They are neither unhappy nor happy to see you. Are they surprised?

You look to your right at the cutoff hallway that leads the bathroom. It’s dark. You will not go there. No, not you.

You get your beer and give the bartender $4. You walk around the corner of the bar and into an adjacent room with a pool table and a pinball machine. The ceiling is forty feet high. The floor is an unnatural grayish blue. There are boxes on the floor. There are no seats or tables. Why would there be? The pinball machine eats your quarter. You want to play pool but you don’t want to ask the bartender for change. You drink half your beer.

You used to think that all dive bars were on some level a joke. They were pretending to be worse than they were. They were high school girls smoking cigarettes. Now you know that this is not true. There are some enclosures that are simply foul and you can pay to get drunk there.

You finish your beer and leave.

I only look back once.

I’d rather watch Reggie Williams and Stephen Silas play HORSE. Williams is the only guy on the team who will ever play in the NBA. He had 23/7/5.

Warriors win 72-69.

Incredibly, Morrow set 2 NBA records while he was here: the most points ever by an undrafted player in their 1st start (37 against the Clippers in 2008) and the highest 3 point % by a rookie (a league-leading 46.7 in ‘08/’09.) He also leaves as the Warriors’ all-time leader in 3 point % with a career mark of 46%.

Good look in Brooklyn, son.

He was hurt literally on the day he signed his first contract with the Warriors, while lifting weights. Ok then.