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Seniors Nick Streubel (left) and Jake Tumblin in their final moments as Wolf teammates. (Shannon Tumblin photo)

Seniors Nick Streubel (left) and Jake Tumblin in their final moments as Wolf teammates. (Shannon Tumblin photo)

It was a good night to be a Wolf.

Capping their season with a good old fashioned butt-whuppin’, the Coupeville High School football squad ran for more than 400 yards Friday night as they crushed visiting Chimacum 54-0.

315 of those yards went to senior Jake Tumblin, but it was the one yard covered by fellow senior Raymond Beiriger that got the biggest roar.

Tumblin, back after missing a game with a concussion, carried the ball 23 times and scored four times, topping the 1,000 yard rushing barrier in just five games.

Hampered by injuries all season, when he was on the field, there was no more explosive running back in the land.

But while he ripped off scoring runs of 65, 12, 12 and four yards against the Cowboys, it was a long run where Tumblin went down at the one-yard line under his own power that set up the emotional heartbeat of the night.

That gave CHS coach Tony Maggio the chance to give the ball to Beiriger for the first time this season, rewarding an undersized, never-say-die kid for his unflagging commitment to the Wolf program.

After following his line into the end zone, a very happy #23 was lifted up and carried off by his teammates.

True to his nature, after the game, while teammates posed for pictures, Beiriger hustled equipment off the field before stopping to talk.

“It was the best moment for me in football, ever,” Beiriger said.

The skinny kid who everyone was always trying to get to eat a sandwich said “football has toughened me up” and now has plans to look into what it would take to get into movie stunt work after graduation.

The Wolves, who opened and closed their season with big shutout wins, finished 4-5, doubling their win total from a season ago.

Not bad for a team that was continually beset by injuries, with Tumblin, fellow running back Lathom Kelley, top linemen Nick Streubel and Carson Risner and starting quarterback Gunnar Langvold all missing chunks of time.

They took out a lot of frustration on an undermanned Chimacum squad, running at will through a porous defense. Josh Bayne backed Tumblin up with 71 yards on seven carries, Brett Arnold ran for a smash-mouth 34 on four carries and Langvold scored twice on quarterback keepers.

With the running game working to perfection, Langvold only went to the air once, but it was a beauty, as he hit Bayne in mid-stride with a laser for a key 13-yard gain.

With Risner in street clothes and his replacement at center, senior Joey Edwards, taken to the hospital mid-game with a concussion and separated shoulder, junior Matt Shank stepped in and stepped up.

Shank was virtually flawless while playing out of position on the line, while using his lanky basketball height to reach up and smack down a pass that Tumblin then picked off. He also blasted up the middle to blow up another play for a big loss.

That was a frequent theme, as Streubel and Oscar Liquidano caved in the line on a regular basis, while Wade Schaef stepped in front of a wobbly pass for a pick that he took back 40 yards for a touchdown.

The game was over by halftime, with Coupeville up 40-0 and the Wolves did their best to take their foot off the pedal as a running clock kept things hopping in the second half.

Frustrated at the end, Chimacum picked up a handful of penalties, with one player booted from the game by a suddenly irate ref.

For Coupeville, however, it was a night of pure fun.

Former players like Danny Savalza and Kole Kellison swung by the press box to gently harass Tom Eller, back behind the announcer’s microphone for the first time in years, while Andy Walker laid down a goosebumps-inducing performance of the “Star Spangled Banner” to kick the night off.

Oh yes, and senior Wolf cheerleader Mekare Bowen, who I have seen grow from an astonishingly talented little girl to an extraordinarily talented young woman, promised to bake me cookies.

That? That was easily the most important part of the evening, hands down.

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And you thought I swam in Penn Cove cause I enjoyed the taste of the water...

And you thought I swam in Penn Cove cause I enjoyed the taste of the water…

I have depression.

Have had it, and have fought it, for awhile now.

Not clinical depression, perhaps, since I can’t afford someone with a lot of diplomas on their walls to officially certify my moods, but it’s not that hard to figure out.

It’s also not that hard to figure out where it started.

The deaths of my parents spiraled into a bad business deal where I crashed my physical health, compromised my ideals and threw away inheritance money on hundreds of DVD’s that now sit buried in a storage locker owned by someone else.

Since that time, it has gotten better, than consumed me again when I introduced alcohol to the mix, then ebbed again.

I have more good days than bad, but I know my silences trouble some.

It is nowhere near as bad as it once was, not that long ago.

I have made changes, I have made (and am making) amends, I have accepted (or am trying to) that some things will simply not work out the way I would like.

There is a photo that was posted recently, of a person who matters a lot to me, a person who has lost much and yet remains as upbeat and full of life as anyone I know.

It was a beautiful photo, one of the rare ones that capture love and hope in one truly transcendent image of a person and their dog, seen from behind as they stare out at the sun-caressed water.

I would like to see things always in the light that shines through that photo.

It may take me some time, but I will get there.

I know the depression is always there, lingering at the edges, waiting for a chance to get back in, but I fight it.

Some days better than others.

It is a big part of why I go into the less-than-warm waters of Penn Cove each day (207 and counting in 2013, and not a wet suit in sight, cause I’m not a tourist).

Yes, it is cold. Yes, it is salty. Yes, sometimes, it is stinky.

But I go, day in and day out, in sunshine and rain, and, sometimes, in howling wind that slaps the crap out of me with the swells it creates.

I go in, because, by doing so, I prove I’m stronger than this foe. That I can, by focusing with a laser-like intensity (well, at least until the first icicle shoots up my crotch each day…), win a small battle with myself.

The moment when I come out of the water and stand on the rocky, barnacle and mussel-encrusted hunk of beach, alone, having beaten the water for another day, is why I do it.

Because, if I can beat Penn Cove, I can beat the depression.

At least that’s the plan.

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Sylvia Hurlburt (Holly Craggs photo)

Sylvia Hurlburt (Holly Craggs photo)

Skyy Lippo (right) performs on stage. (Joe Lippo photo)

Skyy Lippo (right) performs on stage. (Joe Lippo photo)

Contributed by Joe Lippo

Every year, we step forward into a challenge.

There’s always that big game, or that pivotal match, or a come-from-behind victory. We prepare for this for the entire year.

Now it’s time for the big show outside the diamond, off the field, and on the stage at South Whidbey High School.

It’s time for “The Nutcracker.”

This is when the entire island comes together.

There are open auditions, and many people try their hand (or feet) at different types of dancing, from ballet to classical.

Unlike many other sports on the island, there are cuts. That is to say, if you’re not good enough, you are asked to practice up, get better, and come back next year.

It’s a rough gig.

I mean, how do you tell an eight-year-old she didn’t make it? The truth is that dancers, unlike any other young athlete in this day and age, are prepared for rejection very early in the game.

In other words, dancers are tough.

If you are selected, your challenge is only just beginning.

Even if you DO make the cut, there is a backup, an understudy. If you fail to learn the part, or are injured, there is somebody (literally) waiting in the wings to take your spot.

The show, after all, must go on. And it will go on, with or without you.

Additionally, the show is in December, and auditions are in September. Rehearsal is for the next three months. You might get Sunday off IF you’re doing well.

Dance instructors know that this is THE show.

They are not the touchy-feely people that you are imagining in your heads right now; they are more like drill sergeants.

Your motivation to succeed is that other boy or girl that is just waiting for you to fail.

It does not matter what your part is, from the smallest bumblebee to the stars of the show, such as Drosselmeyer, the Snow Queen, or Clara.

There is a certain amount of soft talk at first as you learn your parts, but as the show draws ever closer, the instructors will lose patience with that step you are missing or that leap that isn’t high enough, or if you can’t lift that ballerina.

And they will lose their patience in a very loud and direct manner in front of everyone.

Especially if you have been here before.

So it is a huge accomplishment when somebody can manage to make the cut on a regular basis.

Like Coupeville’s own ballerina Skyylynn Lippo (CMS 8th grade) and tap dancer Sylvia Hurlburt (CHS Junior), who have earned parts in the big show for the better part of a decade.

They have been facing down the pressure, enduring the grueling three month, six-day-a-week rehearsal schedule, then executing in front of hundreds of people per night in an equally challenging show schedule.

Eight shows in two weeks is the norm, and twice on Saturday. Each show you have one chance to get it right.

Skyy and Sylvia are up to the challenge, and are routinely flawless.

Yes, this is the Coupeville Sports blog, but don’t even try to tell Sylvia and Skyy that dance is not a sport.

They ignore the smaller aches and pains like football players. They dance hurt like hockey players.

In addition, there are 60-second costume changes, something that no other sport does.

If they fall, they get right back up and reserve the tears of pain for after the show. Tears, after all, will streak your makeup, and nobody has time to redo it.

Come find out for yourself in December. Ask Sylvia or Skyy for directions.

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"I have the power!!"

“I have the power!!”

A more modern-day Tori Wellman, who can still kick your butt on the Nintendo 64.

A more modern-day Tori Wellman, who can still kick your butt on the Nintendo 64.

Pick a sport and Tori Wellman has probably played it.

The Coupeville High School senior, who just wrapped up her soccer season, has also competed in cheer, t-ball, basketball, BMX, horseback riding and track.

But it all started with developing fast fingers on her beloved Nintendo 64.

The photo above, which she believes was taken when she was five, captures every kid’s joy at finding the game console of their dreams gift-wrapped and waiting for them.

And come on, no matter how far game systems go, they could have stopped with the Nintendo 64.

Cause nothing is ever gonna top it. End of story.

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Wolves (l to r) Ben Olsen, Nick Etzell and Luke Merriman apply defensive pressure. (Joe Lippo photo)

 Wolves (l to r) Ben Olsen, Nick Etzell and Luke Merriman apply defensive pressure. (Joe Lippo photos)

Cameron Toomey-Stout goes up for two.

Cameron Toomey-Stout goes up for two.

Contributed by Joe Lippo

The Coupeville Middle School basketball team packed into the school bus at noon Wednesday and headed south to face off with Everett-based Northshore.

There was barely enough room for the players, let alone fans as we packed into the tiny gym.

Anyone who complains about the size of the Coupeville gym should be sentenced to this gym for a week.

The eighth graders would be first and the seriously undermanned JV squad took the floor with only one player on the bench as a sub.

Determined performances by Kyle Rockwell and JT Quinn plus physical play from James Vidoni were outmatched by the Northshore opponents, and the two-quarter game ended 22-6.

Then it was the eighth grade varsity’s turn.

It didn’t look good out of the gate, with Northshore running up 16 points before Joey Lippo hit a jumper to put Coupeville on the board.

This was followed by points from Hunter Downes, Nick Etzell, Luke Merriman and Ben Olson, but the closest the Wolves would get would be 18-8 during a 56-26 loss.

That didn’t keep them from playing hard.

Cameron Toomey-Stout scored four points with the first two fingers of his shooting hand taped together. Merriman led the team with nine points after recovering from an injury.

All of the players played solid, physical defense. But that didn’t change the fact that the Coupeville players were exhausted at the end of the game.

As an aside, somebody needs to capture this injury bug that plagues Coupeville sports and give it a good thrashing.

“We have good talent and good attitudes, and we are willing to work hard and are progressing,” said CMS eighth grade coach Bob Martin. “Our bench is short with six varsity and six JV players.”

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