When I was 13, during a preseason game in 2007 during warm up's I leaned over the railing yelling and waving at Smith, he came over and gave me a high five along with a few other kids. Some little kid shouted "your my hero Steve" He said, "You guys are my hero's" I'll never forget that and I doubt those kids will. Steve has been apart of my childhood since the beginning. Steve has never refused to sign any of my gear at training camp, he always waves when I see him in the CLT area. He is more than just a player, he is the heart and soul of this franchise. I'll never forget Smitty returning the long ball in 2001, I'll never forget when he took it 69 yards in double overtime to advance us to the NFCCG. I'll never forget when he threw up in a trash can right before catching a TD, I surely won't forget how he threw up 10 minutes later before scoring another TD. I'll never forget how he broke away from everyone on the Texans defense to score a TD, back in the day. How could anyone forget the 100's of fights and skirmishes he has been in over the years. How about last year when he changed a ref's mind and he reversed the call? You better fuging believe I'll never forget the small things he did for this franchise. Steve is coming up on 35 years of age and I knew it would end some day, I just had no doubt in my mind it would end in a Panthers uniform. I hate that changed.
Most of all, I'll never forget what Smitty did to get here, from High School, to breaking his neck in college, making it as a 5'9 WR in the NFL. That's what made Steve himself. That's how I'll remember Stevonne Latrall Smith.