In what’s been an up and down year for Chris Davis, the high fastball is proving to bring him to new lows.
Chris Davis is quite the enigma.
Week-to-week, month-to-month, year-to-year, Davis has mastered the art of equally dumbfounding the masses while ritually cementing himself as one of baseball’s most compelling home run artists. His palette, comprised of cowboy muscles, Redman, moonshots and crash landings, makes for a picture, though abstract, fairly easy to understand.
In 2016 however, Davis has spent most of his time behind the canvas strapped down by artist’s block.
Despite a stellar June, Davis’ first year in his 7-year/$161M contract has been some-boom, mostly-bust.