Steve is the kind of person who makes the world feel both vast and familiar.
He’s met people from Togo, Benin, and Chad. He knows their faces, their stories, even the unique cadence of the Togolese accent. Honestly, who really knows how people from Togo look or sound? I can barely get to know my own neighbours. But Steve listens, connects, remembers names, and builds bridges. His work has taken him across borders, and with every journey, he collects memories and adds a new layer to who he is.
By the way, he collects fridge magnets from the most interesting places he’s visited. You may just want to see his fridge, it tells a story of its own.
Recently, he was in Los Angeles for rugby with the Kenya National Team. He loves rugby. Football too, but I think he quietly dropped European football. He’s an Arsenal fan, one of those who’ve never seen Arsenal lift a trophy. Still, loyalty runs deep. That’s Steve.
He travels and is fully committed. He doesn’t just report on sports, he understands them. He’s a sharp, thoughtful sports journalist, and his creativity shows in everything he touches.
He’s won three awards. They’re neatly arranged on his cotton-white TV stand, with hints of age or intentional colour, maybe yellow, maybe orange. I don’t know much about colours, but I know that setup speaks of someone who takes pride in his space. Some may say it’s décor.
Steve is the best at what he does, at least to me. Everyone who knows me probably knows about him. I talk about him a lot. I admire him. He’s mentored me in ways he may not even realize. We were in the same class once. Now, I just learn by watching how he works.
He lives along Thika Road, in a nice place. Fourth floor, door thirty-something. From his balcony, you can see Nyeri on a clear day. From another angle, well… you might catch a glimpse of what’s happening in the next apartment, life happening, unfiltered.
Yesterday, Steve called. I answered, of course. He told me about an event SportPesa hosted with Nairobi Street Kitchen, Little Africa, and other great partners. You already know I’m a Littler, once a Littler, always a Littler. Charley Andrews will back me up on that.
I attended the event with my brothers, Ian and Allan. They’re twins, identical in looks, but different in hairstyle and relationship status. It had been a while since the four of us hung out, and that day brought back something we’d been missing.
I also met the SportPesa team. Great energy. I didn’t get everyone’s names, but I remember Felo, we’ve met a few times. There was CJ, and a lady called Chep. They were all warm, welcoming, and clearly part of something special. They’ve been good to my brother, and that makes them feel like family.
So here’s to Steve.
To old friends doing big things.
To chasing dreams and making them real.
Bache, we keep dreaming the impossible, bro.
Thanks for reminding us that it can be done.
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