Est. 1976-ish
Home of Steve: smooth operator, keyboard legend, snack drawer visionary.
Current reading: --%. Calibrating the Steve sensors...
Recalibrated every 5 minutes on Steve Standard Time (New York).
"About a billion dollars worth of Mets out in left field, and none of them could pick it up." The season followed that pop-up straight down: last in the NL East for the first time since 2003. Steve's hat has entered witness protection.
The Jets are 1-3, and their only touchdown was one 58-yard heave. Steve confirms the offense is still out to lunch.
Lafrenière dropped a hat trick at the Garden. The Islanders' sweaters still looked great.
Champions at last: first title since 1973, after trailing by double digits in every win. Steve has penciled in the next parade for 2079.
The closest thing that I could probably compare it to, is how back in nineteen ninety eight the Undertaker threw Steve's Mom off Hell in a Cell and plummeted sixteen feet through an announcer's table.
Steve can parallel park a browser window.