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Brothers CJ (left) and Hunter Smith get their game face on in the hours leading up to their first football game at CHS. (Charlotte Smith photo)

   Brothers CJ (left) and Hunter Smith get their game face on in the hours leading up to their first football game at CHS. (Photos courtesy Charlotte Smith)

CJ Smith, the early days.

CJ Smith, the early days.

Hunter Smith, following in his brother's footsteps.

Hunter Smith, following in his brother’s footsteps.

They have a common last name and uncommon talent and drive.

Having moved to Whidbey with their family midway through last school year, CJ and Hunter Smith have quickly emerged as two of the more promising athletes in Coupeville.

CJ quickly made a name for himself as a sophomore, helping lead the Wolf baseball squad to its first state tourney berth in several seasons, and now, with Hunter joining his older brother at the high school level, the duo promises to thrill year-round.

Both play football, basketball and baseball, which, in itself is intriguing, since no CHS athlete has played the three traditional male sports in either of the last two school years.

CJ, a junior, started at wide receiver (“a first for me”) Friday and hauled in five passes for 58 yards in Coupeville’s epic 35-28 victory over visiting South Whidbey.

He also starred on defense, expertly defended an incomplete pass in the end zone in the game’s final seconds, preventing the Falcons from tying up the game and possibly forcing overtime.

Younger brother Hunter, a freshman, is expected to share snaps at quarterback with Hunter Downes Monday when CHS travels to Langley for a match-up of the schools JV gridiron squads.

Both play multiple positions (CJ also plays QB, safety and corner while Hunter bounces between defensive end, linebacker, QB, safety and corner), and picked up the game early.

They first played together on a flag football team in Sammamish when CJ was eight and Hunter six.

The younger brother wasn’t originally on the team because of his youth, but team coaches let him practice and were so impressed with his hustle they gave him a spot on the roster.

Later came a jump to full-on tackle football when each hit age nine. By that time the family was in Michigan.

“We have always enjoyed watching football and wanted to play for our community and school with our friends. We enjoy playing team sports and football is a game that we have always enjoyed watching and playing.”

Both brothers are hard workers who commit fully to their team.

“I think we are smart players, knowing the plays and the situation.

“We communicate well with our team and coaching staff and work hard, getting to know our new team, contributing as much as possible through leadership and hard work, getting to know coaching staff and their expectations, then exceeding their expectations.”

While they play multiple sports, baseball is their favorite, and the brothers have a long history of playing select ball.

Their dad has been their primary coach across all three sports, but each of the Smiths also single out a select baseball coach in Michigan for having a huge impact on the development of their games.

For CJ it’s Orville Thomas, while Hunter hails Bruce Baer.

In the (brief) down moments between sports, the Smith brothers, along with talented little sister Scout (a seventh grade volleyball player for CMS who has excelled at softball, soccer and especially basketball in the past), enjoy family movie nights and rooting for the Seahawks and Mariners.

Then they go out and play like their professional inspirations, which is a beautiful thing.

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Coach V

Coach V

Coupeville is blessed with a strong group of coaches.

Across the board, regardless of the sport, at the high school, middle school, youth or select team levels, Cow Town has a group of men and women who show great commitment to their athletes and work with them on both a sports and a personal level.

One of the best of the group, Dustin Van Velkinburgh, aka Coach V, hits the big 3-0 today.

And, while his advancing years may require him to seek out a walker and a stiff shot of prune juice (says a guy 13 years older…), there is no quit in the guy.

A very talented athlete in his day (football, basketball, soccer and on and on), he can still kick the pampered rears of most, if not all, of his players.

But, while that reality lingers out there, Coach V is the perfect example of a player’s coach.

One who knows when to be a kid’s best friend and when to be the guy in charge. When to console and cheer and when to push.

He remembers what it was like to be a young man without a father figure.

What it was like to find guidance and the (occasional) kick in the rear from coaches like Ron Bagby and Randy King during his own days as a Wolf.

It made him a man, one who has gone on to raise a swarm of happy children with wife Jessica.

Coupeville gave him much in his younger days, something he speaks of often. And he has returned the favor over the years, giving back to the children of a community he deeply loves.

There is no artifice. No question dodging. He remains the same after a big win as after a horrifying loss.

A small smile, a quiet word off to the side to one kid, a public calling-out of another.

He finds out how they tick, what will drive them and what will crumple them, and he hits all the right notes, fitting his lesson to them as individuals, not faceless cogs in an athletic factory.

Coach V, and others like him, are doing more than making athletes. They are given teenagers and they do their best to help them prepare for life after the cheers and pep rallies.

If they win games, great, but the bigger victories come years later, when the next Coach V stays in town (or returns) and picks up the mantle. The man makes a kid a man and he pays it forward.

Every community worth its salt has a coach like Dustin. That one guy who is his town through and through.

Who, only years later, when you see his legacy in full, do you realize the impact he had. The lives he steered in the right direction, the kids he gave a last chance to, the way he altered destinies, sometimes subtly and sometimes with a bold hand.

In Coupeville, we call him Coach V, and we should be very, very grateful we have him.

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The Wolves huddle. (Shelli Trumbull photos)

   CHS coach Anthony Smith (white hat) imparts some hoops knowledge to his players. (Shelli Trumbull photos)

Wiley Hesselgrave is just hangin' around.

Wiley Hesselgrave is just hangin’ around.

team

   Standing: Gabe Wynn (left) and Hesselgrave. On the bleachers, front row (l to r): Joel Walstad, Aaron Trumbull, Smith, Dalton Martin, Ryan Griggs. Back row: Isaac Vargas, Jared Helmstadter, coach Dustin Van Velkinburgh.

Joel Walstad spins a pass between defenders.

Walstad spins a pass between defenders.

Basketball season never ends.

A good chunk of the Coupeville High School boys’ hoops players have continued to fine-tune their games this summer, even while balancing out the time demands of basketball with other sports such as football and baseball.

The photos above are from this summer’s Mount Baker Shootout and are courtesy the hardest-workin’ mom in sports entertainment, Shelli Trumbull.

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Joel Walstad will lead the Wolves into a new league this season. (John Fisken photos)

  Senior QB/kicker Joel Walstad will lead the Wolves into a new league this season. (John Fisken photos)

Walstad fires a jumper last season.

Walstad fires a jumper last season.

Joel Walstad is about to step into the spotlight.

The third of three children in a highly-successful athletic family (following older siblings Tim and Bessie), Joel has been a strong player in all three of his sports — football, basketball and soccer.

But, as he enters his senior year at CHS, it will be a whole new ballgame, as he becomes The Man and not just a supporting player.

First up is the gridiron, where he’ll replace the graduated Gunnar Langvold as Coupeville’s starting quarterback.

While still finding time to limber up his leg and deliver extra points, field goals and punts for the Wolves.

Walstad can strike from many different directions, though he is still looking to fine-tune his skill set.

“My strengths are kicking and quickness,” he said. “I would like to improve on my passing and reading the defense.”

Now in his sixth season as a football player, having first picked up the sport as a seventh grader (“It looked like it would be fun”), Walstad wants to make an impact in his final go-around.

“Team goal is an (Olympic) League championship,” Walstad said. “Individual goals would be to kick a 40-yard field goal in a game and to throw for less than 5 interceptions on the year.”

The senior signal caller points to his family, including parents Shawn and Renee, and “all my coaches” as having shaped his game, and his life.

A big fan of history class who likes to spend most of his free time hanging out with friends, Walstad would give the slight edge in his sports world to hoops — “Because I have played it the longest” — but it’s football that he hopes might open doors at the next level.

“I would like to try to go to college for kicking,” he said. “I kicked a 55-yard field goal one time. You can ask Coach (Tony) Maggio!”

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Ben Etzell brings the heat. (? photo)

Ben Etzell brings the heat. (John Fisken photo)

Etzell gets mobbed at home after scoring the winning run in a late-season game. (Shelli Trumbull photo)

Etzell gets mobbed at home after scoring the winning run in a late-season game. (Shelli  Trumbull photo)

Ben Etzell was dynamic. Dare I say, electrifying.

During his days as a Coupeville Wolf, the 2014 grad thrilled on the baseball diamond, delighted on the basketball court and sizzled on the tennis court.

He threw a no-hitter. He struck out 15 in a different game. He became the first CHS athlete ever to be named a league MVP in any sport in the 1A/2A Cascade Conference.

Etzell, (legally) juiced up on Isagenix’s best shakes, wrapped his senior season by going to state in two different sports at virtually the same time.

First he led the Wolf baseball team back to state for the first time in several years, before teaming with Aaron Curtin to advance to the big dance as a doubles team in boys’ tennis.

But long after the athletic achievements fade with time, Etzell, who celebrates his birthday today, will be remembered for being The Human Bruise.

Few dudes play as hard as this kid did, regardless of the sport.

During his junior basketball season, he spent more time bouncing off of the floor, walls and opponents elbows than you can imagine.

His team’s most dynamic scorer that year, his hustle on defense left his body black, blue and purple-yellowish by the end of the campaign.

But even that doesn’t compare to what still stands as the most WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKIN’ moment I have ever heard about in high school sports.

Playing on cement courts, Mr. Etzell threw himself across the tennis court at one point, deliberately, as he madly pursued a runaway ball.

As he slid, in shorts, across the sun-baked cement for some distance, the sound of CHS tennis coach (and lifelong top-level player) Ken Stange screaming “WHHHHHHYYYYYYY?!!!!??!!?!” could be heard way down in La Conner.

On a baseball diamond, where you would hit dirt or grass, OK, you’d get roughed up a bit.

On a tennis court, the guy ripped his leg like he was sliding through an industrial cheese grater.

And yes, he made the shot. And finished the match.

I played high school tennis for three years.

I had a teammate named Darryl, who was even more insanely committed than Ben.

We used to intentionally hit him in the chest with shots during practice, and Darryl would flex and smile like a serial killer.

Darryl NEVER, EVER, EVER slid face-first across a cement tennis court in pursuit of a ball.

Call Etzell the wild man of Wolf Nation. Possibly mental at times. Or just a die-hard, never-give-an-inch athlete.

Ben left behind a legacy at CHS when he graduated. And probably a few bits of his knee, if you look too closely at the tennis court.

Kid was a gamer, all the way, every day, in every way. It was fun to watch him play.

Even during the moments when you did so while cringing and shielding your eyes.

Enjoy your birthday, Mr. Etzell, and the final days of summer freedom before starting college in Minnesota at dad Mike’s alma mater, Saint John’s University.

Oh, and you might want to make sure you packed a couple of extra band-aids. Just sayin’.

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