Sport: Stout Steve

He is the sort who sprouts baseball's legends. Groundkeepers swear that they have tape-measured his mighty wallops at up to 600 ft. Of his speed afoot, it has been hazarded that if a race were to be run between him and an oak tree, the smart money would ride on the oak. Sportswriters fondly recall his beer-drinking exploits, like the time he hopped off a Cincinnati Reds bus during a brief stop to buy a case of cold brew, downed two bottles while getting his change. Former teammates remember being unable to get into his hotel room because he had stuffed...

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