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McKayla Bailey: "Oh hey, just passin' by!!"

McKayla Bailey: “Oh hey, just passin’ by!!”

You've been (Hailey) Hammer(ed)!!

You’ve been (Hailey) Hammer(ed)!!

Fabrizi!!

Fabrizi!!

The benchmark.

The benchmark.

Brian Norris approves this message.

Brian Norris approves this message.

Where would the world be without the photo bomb?

It would be a duller, grayer place if every so often you weren’t looking at photos and suddenly noticed that one person in the background doing something completely different from everyone else.

It’s the little cherry on the top of the photographic sundae.

So, as we creep into a Monday, let’s look back at a few of the best captured by ace photog Shelli Trumbull.

P.S. — Click on each photo to enlarge them and bask in the full awesomness.

 

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Pardon me, but was this "abysmal?" (Shelli Trumbull photos)

Pardon me, but was this “abysmal?” (Shelli Trumbull photos)

Or this?

Or this?

Maybe this?

Maybe this?

They know not what they have unleashed.

We brought the Everett Herald to its knees, busted their preseason football poll into little bits and pieces. No matter how many times their maids and chauffeurs voted, Archbishop Thomas Murphy and King’s couldn’t hold off Wolf Nation.

We outvoted them, dominated the message board and left them crying.

And now the South Whidbey Record, a sliver of a paper compared to the Herald, wants to provoke us?

You don’t know the power of the Wolf. But you’re about to.

What’s ticking me off at the moment is a story in the Record about the Coupeville/South Whidbey boys’ basketball playoff game.

Or, more precisely, a word.

That word, written by Ben Watanabe, is “abysmal.” As in “ending Coupeville’s abysmal season.”

So, from the perspective of a writer who saw one or two Wolf games, he views our boys’ hoops squad and what they accomplished over the last four months as “extremely bad or appalling.”

I can think of a few words for Mr. Watanabe, but hesitate to use them, as he is a fellow ink-stained wretch. A misguided one, but part of the fraternity.

Now, I understand. From the outside, a 1-21 record doesn’t set the world on fire.

But where Watanabe and the other knee-jerkers fail, and fail miserably, is YOU WEREN’T THERE.

You didn’t see the broken leg. The severe concussion. The wrist injury. The stitches. The enormous black eye. The staph infection. The food poisoning. The viral crud that kept on swirling through town.

You didn’t see Drew Chan rise off his death bed and play virtually every minute against Blaine.

You didn’t see Ben Etzell, eye almost swollen shut, play on.

You didn’t see Caleb Valko, less than 24 hours after getting four stitches under his eye, play to the last ounce of his strength.

You didn’t see Carson Risner throw up, take the floor, then repeat that pattern for the next two hours.

You didn’t see a team that came back day after day after day with limited fan support.

A team beset by god-awful refs who allowed other teams to throw punches, refs who shoved Wolf players and then called a technical on the PLAYER.

You didn’t see every one of those Wolves work their ass off all season.

You didn’t see the emergence of younger players like Morgan Payne and Wiley Hesselgrave. You didn’t see the continued development of Nick Streubel into a force in the paint South Whidbey will have little chance to contain next season.

You didn’t see the improvement. The commitment. The fight still left in a program that is rebuilding after a 20+ year coach retired and his entire roster graduated two seasons ago.

You didn’t see a damn thing, but yet you’re very quick to reduce four months of sweat, of work, of commitment, of playing as a team and standing behind each other, to the word “abysmal.”

So, we’re going to give you a chance to think about your word choices. Because I am calling on every single one of my readers to go to the link down below and leave a comment on your story.

I’m not telling them what to say. That’s up to them.

Though, if they need help, calling YOU “abysmal” would be a good place to start.

http://www.southwhidbeyrecord.com/sports/190461791.html

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The next generation version of Bessie Walstad or Breeanna Messner. (Shelli Trumbull photos)

     The next generation version of Bessie Walstad or Breeanna Messner. (Shelli Trumbull photos)

Nick Streubel tells his young pupils, "Drink your milk and you too can grow up to be The Big Hurt."

       Nick Streubel tells his young pupils, “Drink your milk and you too can grow up to be The Big Hurt.”

My former video store "assistant manager" (left) surveys the court he's about to wreck.

   My former video store “assistant manager” (left) surveys the court he’s about to wreck.

Makana Stone (left) and Hailey Hammer teach dribbling skills.

Makana Stone (left) and Hailey Hammer teach dribbling skills.

Caleb Valko-style defense. Excellent.

Caleb Valko-style defense. Nice.

Rhiannon Ellsworth (left) and Kacie Kiel train their squad.

Rhiannon Ellsworth (left) and Kacie Kiel train their squad.

"This court is mine!"

“This court is mine!”

"I bow to your excellence!"

“I bow to your excellence!”

How do you build basketball success?

One kid at a time, one hoop at a time, one day at a time.

You get the high school stars to give back, their time and their skills, and you build the small moments when a young child looks up at them and says, “That’s what I want to be. Right there.”

Because, years from now, that small child is the high school star, and he or she gives back their time and their skills and a town’s heritage of basketball excellence rolls on.

One kid at a time, one hoop at a time, one day at a time.

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The Big Hurt puttin' in a day at the office. (Shelli Trumbull photo)

The Big Hurt puttin’ in a day at the office. (Shelli Trumbull photo)

The Nck Streubel Fan Club -- (l to r) Mekare Bowen, Fan Club President Julia Felici and Madeline Strasburg. (John Fisken photo)

  The Nick Streubel Fan Club — (l to r) Mekare Bowen, Fan Club President Julia Felici and Madeline Strasburg. (John Fisken photo)

Better days are coming.

The continued rebuilding of the Coupeville High School boys’ basketball program kicked into high gear in 2012-2013, as a team dominated by younger players took great leaps forward.

Senior captains Drew Chan and Caleb Valko will be missed next year, but six of the top seven scorers this season were underclassmen, led by The Big Hurt, 6-foot-4, 280-pound rampaging gentle giant Nick Streubel, who carved up opposing defenses for 156 points.

Beset by food poisoning, viral crud, god-awful refs, broken legs, concussions, hurt wrists and stitched-up faces, the Wolves never stopped coming. They beat Mount Vernon Christian, had wins taken away by numbingly awful calls twice and still stayed on their feet.

Of the 16 Wolves who saw action in a varsity game, 13 could return.

The Wolves’ best shooter, Gavin O’Keefe, who broke his leg in the second game, should be back and teamed up for a full season with gunner Ben Etzell. The emergence of younger players like Wiley Hesselgrave and Morgan Payne coupled with now-seasoned vets like Aaron Trumbull, Aaron Curtin and Carson Risner bodes well.

Toss in Cole Payne, who sat out the year after surgery, the arrival of Gabe Wynn, a star for this year’s Coupeville Middle School 8th grade squad, the possible additions of several rumored transfers, maybe even a reappearance by Jake Tumblin (dream big, Wolf Nation!) and the program headed up by Anthony Smith and Dustin Van Velkinburgh is on the cusp of surprising a lot of people.

This year’s final (unofficial) varsity scoring totals:

Nick Streubel
(156)
Ben Etzell
(127)
Aaron Trumbull
(106)
Caleb Valko
(70)
Aaron Curtin
(65)
Carson Risner
(55)
Morgan Payne
(41)
Drew Chan
(34)
Josh Wilsey
(16)
Joel Walstad
(15)
Anthony Bergeron
(14)
Wiley Hesselgrave
(11)
Gavin O’Keefe
(5)
Josiah Campbell
Oscar Liquidano
Dalton Martin

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Friendship.

Friendship.

Teamwork.

Teamwork.

School spirit.

School spirit.

Leadership.

Leadership.

The ability to know where the camerawoman is at all times.

The ability to know where the camerawoman is at all times.

Commitment and dedication.

Commitment and dedication.

Calmness under fire (aka Not Punching a Ref in His Lying Mouth)

Calmness under fire (aka Not Punching a Ref in His Lying Mouth)

Livin' like McConaughey.

Livin’ like McConaughey.

Go not in anger.

Let the sadness and disgust with the refs wash away.

End your night (or start your morning) with the story, the glory of Wolf Nation as told by Shelli Trumbull’s camera.

Learn the lessons that are offered in each photo.

And then, in the words of Matthew McConaughey, “JKL, man. Just keep livin’.”

Alright, alright, alright.

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