There are some things Jaromir Jagr is unmistakably great at. Playing hockey, for instance—which Jagr does especially well, even now, at the age of 41. When he puts his hips out and leans forward, with his body between the defender and the puck, no one can dream of filching possession. He may have been the greatest post-Gretzky forward.
There are also some things Jaromir Jagr is unmistakably bad at, paying taxes among them. But we're here to talk about his hair. The homegrown-Davy-Crockett-hat mullet tarnished his first few years in Pittsburgh. He got things semi-together late in his career, but not together enough to prevent this devilish thing from happening.