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Madeline Strasburg gets mobbed after blasting a home run. (John Fisken photos)

Madeline Strasburg gets mobbed after blasting a home run. (John Fisken photos)

Getting stretched with Kacie Kiel.

Getting stretched with Kacie Kiel.

Afraid of the camera? Not likely.

Afraid of the camera? Not likely.

Pursuing a second career as a paparazzi.

Pursuing a second career as a paparazzi.

She is big time. Every time.

Coupeville High School senior Madeline Strasburg, AKA Maddie Big Time, earned that nickname by being at her best when it counted the most.

Feisty as all get out, hilarious, a vocal leader who thumped her teammates on the back in joy at times, and pulled them close and whispered quietly in their ear at others, she is like a walking, talking burst of pure energy.

I have covered a lot of athletes in 25 years of on-again, off-again sports coverage on Whidbey, but Maddie is in the 1% of the most electrifying I have witnessed on a daily basis.

Some athletes hum along, calm and serene, at the same level at all times.

That is not Strasburg.

During her remarkable three-sport (volleyball, basketball, softball) career at CHS, she hit huge lows and huge highs.

When she hit those lows, when she got good and pissed, is when she came flying back like few other Wolves ever have, or ever will.

When that look dropped on her face, you knew butt-whuppin’ time was comin’.

Elbow her? Knee her? Try and make her look bad?

She would crack you in half and then fly by, her glare o’ death replaced by the biggest smile you could possibly imagine.

Last year, during her junior basketball season, she did something I have never seen another high school athlete do.

Right at the tail end of the third quarter, she stole the ball, spun and fired up a buzzer-beater from almost half court that banked off the glass and dropped in.

Cue the Maddie dance to the bench, where she high-fived all of her teammates, her coaches and any spectators wandering by, regardless of whether she knew them or not.

So, great shot. It happens.

Except…

The Wolves then went on winter break and didn’t play another game for almost two weeks.

First game back, end of the third quarter, same time, same place … Maddie Big Time steals the ball, spins, fires from the same freakin’ spot on the court and banks in another buzzer-beater, then runs off screaming like a woman gone wild.

Two impossible shots, from the same place, the same angle, the same moment in the game … two weeks apart.

Damn.

Of course, it wasn’t just basketball.

She would jack home runs over the fence in softball, then spend time on defense hanging out in center field talking (loudly) to herself (and left fielder Haley Sherman, if she wandered too close), keeping up a running commentary on life.

Fearless as an athlete, and one of the quickest to embrace each and every chance to have her photo taken, Miss Strasburg has been a God-send for Coupeville Sports.

As she celebrates a birthday today, the future is limitless for this one.

In the words of John Locke on Lost, “Don’t tell me what I can’t do!!”

I fully believe Maddie will accomplish whatever she desires.

If she doesn’t want to do it, no amount of nagging will get her to change her mind.

But, if she wants something, she will go after it like a heat-seeking missile and woe unto those who are stupid enough to try and stop her.

She is whip smart, she is kind and caring and she has the heart of a lion.

Will she play ball in college? Will she become a coach herself one day (I think she’d be awesome at it)?

Or, will she throw everything away and travel the world, sporting dreadlocks and spreading the gospel of Maddie Big Time to the farthest reaches of the known world, her exuberant laugh trailing her?

Whatever she does, however she does it, she is going to be a huge, raging success. Of this I have no doubt.

And we’ll all look back, one day, and say, we were there at the beginning of the legend.

We were lucky enough to witness a young woman of great talent, grace and style rise up and begin to claim her place.

We were all witnesses to Maddie Big Time, and it was a lot of fun.

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Taya Boonstra: Legend

Taya Boonstra: Legend

21 years ago a legend was born.

If rumors are correct, Taya Boonstra, at approximately ten seconds after birth, popped her eyes open, looked around and yelled “Hey, where’s my camera?!?!?”

Then, she found it, cocked a finger and winked at the photographer and we were off.

There is a long, proud tradition of camera-lovin’, photo bomb-workin’ young women attending Coupeville High School, but, really, when you get down to it, only two can go toe-to-toe at the very tip-top of the game.

One is urban legend/force of nature McKayla Bailey. The other the sensational, bright as a whip, fast ‘n fun Tatiana.

Or, as the Everett Herald used to love to call her from time to time, Taya Boonscara.

Taya is now, and has always been, a bright ray of sunshine in this world.

She is genuinely one of the sweetest, kindest, loveliest, most talented people you are ever likely to meet.

And I’m not just saying that because she once baked me cookies…

A lot of athletes have come and gone at CHS, and many more are on their way.

Some will achieve great athletic moments. Some will be top students. Some will be first-rate people.

Few will be able to combine all three aspects and effortlessly take it to the level that Miss Boonstra does every day.

As you celebrate your birthday today, Taya, and in every day after that, I hope you always know how much others think of you.

How proud of you we all are.

What a wonderful impact you have had, and continue to have, on everyone around you.

You spread grace and joy everywhere you go, Taya. That is a gift and you are the very definition of gifted, in every sense of the word.

Your first 21 years have been remarkable. All the years to come will just grow the legend even more.

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Mia Littlejohn

Mia Littlejohn

There are two versions of Mia Littlejohn.

There is the “Jersey Girl,” the fast-walkin’, fast-talkin’, trick-dribblin’ hoops phenom who lives for the chance to break your ankles.

But there is also the quiet, sweet young woman who bakes cookies for her teammates and then runs back and forth through the bleachers, not stopping until she’s made sure that each and every one of those girls got their treat.

Mia, who celebrates a birthday today, is an electrifying athlete, one who is confident in her skills and insistent in never backing down from a foe.

Basketball, soccer, softball, fishing. Keep naming the sports and she’s ready to kick your butt in each and every one of them.

She’s also a genuinely caring person who instantly stops what she’s doing to run over and hug her relatives when they come to watch her play.

Mia will jab relentlessly at younger sister Kalia as the duo go at each other on the court, then dote on her when they’re done playing.

Talent flows through her veins, yet she showed a willingness during basketball season to work hard on her game, to tweak things that needed improvement, to learn to work inside the flow of a team game while still letting her individual talents blossom and shine through.

Miss Littlejohn is part of a bright future for Wolf sports, a key member of a pack of young female athletes who are the most promising Coupeville High School has seen since the glory days of the late ’90s and early 2000’s.

That she manages to bring together talent and chutzpah with compassion and self-awareness, that she can be both sides of the coin, marks Mia as a young woman to watch.

A young woman worthy of a town’s pride.

She is a very good athlete, and a better person. You don’t always get both in one person and it should be hailed when you see it.

Happy birthday, Mia. May your day sparkle as much as you do.

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Madison Tisa McPhee, the best damn athlete to NEVER be named Athlete of the Year at CHS.

   Madison Tisa McPhee, the best damn athlete to NEVER be named Athlete of the Year at CHS.

She was the first true superstar of Coupeville Sports.

Before McKayla Bailey, before Caleb Valko and Breeanna Messner, before Killer, Hammer Time, Elbows, The Big Hurt or Maddie Big Time, one name towered over all the rest in the early days of this blog.

Madison Tisa McPhee was a bright, blazing star. Still is, just in other arenas.

Volleyball, soccer and, most of all, the pinnacle of track and the times when she sat astride a horse, the one and only, original, Mad Dawg, rocked the joint.

Flying across the hurdles or teaming with Makana Stone, Jai’Lysa Hoskins, Sylvia Hurlburt, Marisa Etzell and Kirsten Pelroy to shatter every relay record in sight, Madison couldn’t be caught.

Put her on a horse, slap a cowboy hat on her head and the look of steely intensity she brought to track would morph into a mile-wide grin of pure delight as she and her steed thundered to win after win in riding events.

Whatever the arena, Tisa McPhee reveled in the competition, was her best in the brightest of spotlights.

That, in itself, would have marked her as a success.

But it was out of the spotlight, in the other moments, where she rose above all others.

Few, if any, high school-aged girls would consent to having a picture of their face published on the internet less than a hour after an errant soccer ball had shattered their delicate nose.

Madison said yes, quickly and fairly emphatically (maybe the painkillers were kicking in?), and that story remains among the 20 most-viewed pieces ever published on this blog (and we’re just a hair away from article #3,000).

She always answered my questions (no matter how stupid they were or how busy she probably was) and, in person, she has always been one of the most delightful people you are likely to meet.

Mad Dawg has charisma for days, and she knows it, but she wields her super power with a delicate touch.

She’s confident, bold, sometimes brash, but she pulls it all off in style.

You are a superstar, Miss Madison. From the day you were born (which happens to be today), never-ending.

The world is yours to rule. Go take it.

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Kassie (Lawson) O'Neil with mom DeeAnna Smith (left) and sister Kayla Lawson (right).

Kassie (Lawson) O’Neil with mom DeeAnna Smith (left) and sister Kayla Lawson (right).

Kassie and her progeny.

Kassie and her progeny.

She is one of the best I never actually saw play.

Kassie (Lawson) O’Neil was a stellar hoops player for the Wolves during a time when I was bogged down with the grind of the real world and wrote very few words about high school sports for a few years.

I left the arena right before she hit the floor and came back right after the door swung shut on her exit.

But still, I heard tales of a scrappy player who ran the floor alongside my fake daughter, Courtney Boyd, terrorizing rival ball-handlers.

When I went back to writing, I got to talk about her days as a college basketball player, and then picked up a lot of page hits with photos of her young sons.

Kassie, who celebrates a birthday today, is one of the genuine greats, not only as an athlete but as a person.

Her family, which includes mom DeeAnna Smith, sisters Kayla Lawson and Katie Smith and lil’ bro Kurtis Smith, is deeply entrenched as part of the core of Coupeville.

Sherman blood flows through those veins, and, one after another, they have been unassuming superstars at whatever sports they picked up.

Kassie, like her siblings, is friendly, outgoing, deeply committed to her ever-expanding family.

She is, without a doubt, one of the best this town has produced.

With two precocious boys and a third child on the way, it’s probably not easy to have a moment to herself these days.

But, whatever she’s doing today, I hope the day is wonderful for you, Kassie.

Happy birthday, Mrs. O’Neil.

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