List Of Milwaukee Bucks Head Coaches
The Milwaukee Bucks are an American professional basketball franchise based in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. They are a member of the Central Division of the Eastern Conference in the National Basketball Association (NBA). The team has played their home games at the Bradley Center since 1988. The Bucks are owned by Herb Kohl, with John Hammond as their general manager.
Since the team was formed in 1968, there have been 11 head coaches for the Bucks franchise. The franchise won its only NBA championship in the 1971 NBA Finals under the leadership of its first coach, Larry Costello. Don Nelson is the franchise's all-time leader for the most regular season games coached (884), most regular season games won (540), most playoff games coached (88), the highest winning percentage in the regular season (.611), and most playoff games won (42). Nelson is also the only Bucks coach to win an NBA Coach of the Year Award and to be one of the top 10 coaches in NBA history. Larry Krystkowiak is the only person to have spent his entire coaching career with the Bucks. Mike Dunleavy, Krystkowiak, and Scott Skiles have played and coached for the Bucks. Skiles has been the head coach of the Bucks since 2008.
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