The Oakland Raiders used to be the world’s worst team, but with a change of the tides and the team sitting at 10-3, the only claim to ‘world’s worst’ is their owner’s haircut.
Mark Davis, whom you likely knew as the guy with the terrible hair before well, for Mark Davis himself, proudly sports the worst haircut on the face of the planet.
Davis is quite the interesting character (surprising by his looks, we know). Though worth half a billion dollars, he drives a tricked-out minivan, a white 1997 Dodge Caravan SE outfitted with a VHS player mounted to the roof inside and a ‘r8hers’ personalized plate.
As documented in an fascinating article written by ESPN’s Tim Keowin, Mark Davis drives the minivan from his East Bay home to the nearest P.F. Chang’s almost every day, where he sits in the same exact spot each and every time at the left end of the bar, puts his white fanny pack on the counter, orders an iced tea and unfolds the day’s newspapers. Davis, as you may expect after reading this much already, doesn’t carry around a smart phone like the rest of us, but opts for his trusty 2003 Nokia push-button phone. When someone calls and asks him where he is, he says, “I’m in my office,” and sends a knowing nod to the bartenders. “It gets ‘em every time.”
Now to the hair.
Davis travels to the same place to get it cut, to the same barber he’s had since college at Chico State. Just how far is that drive? 500 miles. 500 MILES for that ‘travesty, abomination, Lloyd Christmas inspired, only bowl the Raiders have been associated with in decades, half mullet, half serial killer-esk bowl’ haircut.