Just like one of the shuttle buses he was so keen on lifting, Nate Stuempfig put this league on his back and helped take us into the 21st century with his stellar play, his charming good looks, and his ability to make the game what it should be: fun. After two seasons of not just mediocrity, but complete ineptness in '96 and '97, Nate emerged in 1998 bigger, better, and more 'roided out than ever before. After his great 1998 season, Nate kept it going with consistent success in 1999, 2000, and 2001 where as a member of the Holy Whites he won his first (and only) championship. His attendance was sporadic in 2001 due to work limitations, but he produced one of the most astounding runs in league history, clubbing 14 HRs in only 49 ABs while batting .367. When he was there, the trio of him, Carmichael, and Walsh were pretty much literally unbeatable.

To be honest though, Nate wasn't about the numbers, or even the wins really. He was about getting out there, getting some sun, and exchanging blows with the big boys. Most of the times silly, Nate was always there to have a good time before anything else and his success as well as his popularity reflected that. Unfortunately he was forced into retirement after the 2001 season thanks to a "real world" that doesn't appreciate roof shots or piss-inducing curveballs and prefers you work for a living. No matter where he ends up though, the name Nate Stuempfig will undoubtedly bring a smile to the face of anyone who was fortunate enough to play with the man.