Coupeville Sports

The Bucket hitches a ride with Wolf senior Danny Savalza.

All is right in the world again.

After six long years of being in captivity in that blighted land known only as the South End, The Bucket has come back to Coupeville. When the Wolves marched onto Waterman Field Friday night, the ground trembled and the heavens wept (sure, some folks call it rain, but we know better), for they knew that justice was about to be delivered.

Forty-eight minutes of football later, one team, one town, stood tall. And that town doesn’t have the words South or Whidbey anywhere in its name.

Falcons fly for awhile and then they fall to the ground. Wolves stand tall for all time.

And while CHS takes really good care of The Bucket (for a very long time) we offer the folks of Langley a few words from Johnny Cash. The song is “Cry, Cry, Cry” and you’re welcome, Langley!

Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down.
I think you only live to see the lights of town.
I wasted my time when I would try, try, try.
When the lights have lost their glow, you’re gonna cry, cry, cry.

Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone.
You’ll wake up some cold day and find you’re alone.
You’ll call to me but I’m gonna tell you: “Bye, bye, bye,”
When I turn around and walk away, you’ll cry, cry, cry,

You’re gonna cry, cry, cry and you’ll cry alone,
When everyone’s forgotten and you’re left on your own.
You’re gonna cry, cry, cry.

I lie awake at night to wait ’til you come in
You stay a little while and then you’re gone again
Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie
For every lie you tell, you’re gonna cry, cry, cry

When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you.
You’ll come back to me for a little love that’s true.
I’ll tell you no and you gonna ask me why, why, why?
When I remind you of all of this, you’ll cry, cry, cry.

You’re gonna cry, cry, cry and you’ll want me there,
It’ll hurt when you think of the fool you’ve been.
You’re gonna cry, cry, cry.