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Our patron saints, Lexie (left) and Brittany Black.

Best photo of the fall, take 1 — Wolf receiver Riley Boyd and daughter Melody.

       Best photo of the fall, take 2 — Wolf cheerleaders Julia Felici (left) and Mekare Bowen and Felici’s nephew, Drake.

Best photo of the fall, take 3 — Oh, what a night!

I am an Oscar fiend.

It probably made more sense back during my 15-year run behind the counter at Videoville and David’s DVD Den, but even now, stranded in a desolate world ruled by Netflix, nothing gets me quite as worked up as whether “Argo” is going to bring Ben Affleck a little gold man (it’s my early favorite!), or whether “Lincoln,” “Silver Linings Playbook” or “Les Miserables” will backhand pretty boy on his way to the podium.

So, in that vein, I offer my own awards show, the BLACKies, which will honor the most memorable moments in local sports. As we wind down the fall season, I’m jumping the gun a bit on a slow Saturday and handing them out early. I reserve the right to yank the awards, if any late-breaking events should so dictate.

And why the BLACKies? The awards are named in honor of Lexie (you were born with an E on your name, and it’s staying, lil’ missy!) and Brittany Black, former Wolf hoops stars and all-universe people.

I always wanted to name a blog “Lexie Black’s Block Party,” (cause she still holds the record for most blocks in a 1A state basketball game and it’s a play on words and … yeah), but figured about 13% of the audience would get it. So, you get this instead.

This is where I would introduce our host for the evening, one Milla Jovovich, but her people have yet to get back to me (fingers crossed for the winter season!!), so let’s just jump in.

BEST OVERHEARD DIALOGUE: Kole Kellison, about to climb up on top of the press box and disconnect electrical cords in the pouring rain, looking down at Kim Andrews and saying, dead-pan, “Does this school have good insurance?”

BEST SURREAL MOMENT: During a girls’ soccer game, as rain slashed down for 40 minutes running, a large pile of goldfish crackers that had been spilled in the stands begin to soak up water and blossomed to five times their size, before crumbling and gently washing away.

WORST COACH: During a blowout win, a rival volleyball coach spent the third set repeatedly checking his cell phone while ignoring the action on the floor. Apparently he had a super-intense game of “Angry Birds” going.

BEST DANCER: A tie between freshman tennis player Zane Bundy, who ruled the Homecoming float parade with his Bieber-like moves, and Wolf tennis coach Ken Stange, who claimed the Duke of Homecoming title cause he has moves like Swayze.

BEST WHAT-THE-HECK-JUST-HAPPENED MOMENT — Wolf netters Ben Etzell and Kyle Bodamer throwing themselves face-first across CEMENT courts in pursuit of balls, sacrificing skin and sanity in pursuit of tennis immortality. Chicks dig scars.

BEST OH-MY-SWEET-LORD MOMENT — With the ball hanging about two inches above his teammate’s head, a foreign exchange Friday Harbor tennis player decided to still go for an overhead, and promptly drilled the ball off of his partner’s face. The resulting whap could be heard on the mainland for the next two hours, and, while I can’t speak Korean, I am pretty sure the following exchange between the two including quite a bit of profanity.

BEST UNDER THE RADAR MOMENT — Having returned after a battle with a vicious staph infection, Wolf senior lineman Anthony Maggio crushed his blockers, forced a fumble and recovered the ball. For the two or three people in the crowd who realized what it meant, it was a small, perfect moment.

BEST TACKLE — Mitchell Losey, playing in a JV game, saving a touchdown by catching his man and then whipping him over his knee like a cowboy taking down a calf in a roping contest.

WORST BREAK — Days after I did an article on BMX riders Orion Kalt and Keegan Kortuem, Kalt went and fractured his tibia/fibula when he landed wrong on a trick and snapped his leg. That hurts just writing it. Get better soon, lil’ dude.

BEST SINGLE GAME PERFORMANCE — Ethan Loy, a seventh-grader, playing like a beast in the lone home middle school football game of the season. He was everywhere, and everywhere he was, someone got laid out cold.

BIGGEST WIN: Coupeville takes The Bucket back from South Whidbey after six years. They’re still crying in Langley. What’s new?

MOST EMOTIONAL WIN: The Wolf spikers taking Sultan down in five epic sets on Breast Cancer Awareness night. Playing for Katie and Kacie Kiel’s mom, who had been diagnosed with the disease just days before, and sparked by Steve Kiel, who shouted down an entire bleacher full of Sultan soccer players by himself, the Wolves were magnificent.

BEST NIGHT EVER (UNTIL THE NEXT ONE): “I love to see their smiles!” said one parent, as the Wolf booters broke through, won their first game of the season against Sultan, danced off the field, then came to cheer on the Wolf volleyballers during the previously mentioned victory. A fine day, indeed.

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   Most of the senior cheerleaders pose for a picture after a team-building exercise during cheer camp. (Pam Headridge photo)

Ha ha!! Made you read the entire headline, for the second straight day.

With volleyball and girls’ soccer having held their Senior Nights Thursday, it was time for football and cheer to take center stage Friday night, with 16 athletes making their final bow at Mickey Clark Field.

And, just like yesterday, we take a moment not only to honor those senior student athletes, but also to take note of the parents who have helped guide them to where they are today.

Why? Cause we can!

Cheer:

Nicole Becker (William and Maria Becker)

Emily Clay (Kathryn Clay)

Holly Craggs (Ron and Toni Craggs)

Darian Emerick (Jesse and Konni Smith)

Lauren Escalle (Tammi Escalle)

Jai’Lysa Hoskins (Williams Hoskins and Benita Hoskins-Miller)

Katie Kiel (Steven and Elaina Kiel)

Teri Lee (Elaine Lee and Katherine Tobler)

Iris Ryckaert (foreign exchange student – host parents Troy and Courtney Fillmore)

Football:

Riley Boyd (Gary Boyd and Carrie Wilkinson)

Serigio Guerro (Sage Guerro)

Kole Kellison (Ray and Christy Kellison)

Anthony Maggio (Tony and April Maggio)

Danny Savalza (Hank and Deb Savalza)

Paul Schmakeit (Paul and Pati Schmakeit)

Caleb Valko (Jason and Jacque LaRue)

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   In that brief time before the rains came, Wolf coaches line up for the National Anthem Friday night. (Bob Martin photo)

As home football finales go, it wasn’t perfect.

It was cold Friday night. It was wet, with rain falling steadily in the second half. The band packed it in early, the score was lopsided and with the fun police having officially barred Wolf fans from tooting their vuvuzela horns in the stands, there was little left to do but grumble about the referees inability, or unwillingness, to toss an opposing player who made a blatant, violent illegal hit.

But look past the persistent rain and the pinpoint touchdown passes hurled by King’s quarterback Billy Green, as he led his visiting Knights to a 51-7 rout of CHS on Senior Night, and there was beauty to be found.

There was a dazzling catch and run by Coupeville running back Jake Tumblin, who took a pass from Josh Bayne, flipped it into another gear and lapped the field, out-sprinting the defense down the left sideline en route to a crowd-pleasing 70-yard touchdown.

There was senior Wolf captain Caleb Valko, back in the thick of things a week after suffering a separated shoulder, flinging blockers to the side and crushing Green on an intended quarterback keeper. Bryce Fleming saving a touchdown, chasing down the receiver in the open field. Tumblin flipping a King’s player up and over and body-slamming him on a third quarter tackle.

And then there were the smaller moments. Nick Streubel, soaked to the bone, having a drink of water and then turning and resolutely yanking his helmet back down on his head, returning to a game already lost and yet finding one more defensive stand deep inside himself.

The Wolf cheerleaders, especially the seniors, who led a wave late in the game and still insisted that “no one stops Big Red,” flinging toy footballs into the stands.

The moms who still yelled for their sons in the final moments, the notes the senior football players wrote to their parents thanking them for what they had meant to them and the numerous students who lingered after the game to take photos on the field with their classmates wearing soaked, grass-stained uniforms.

The big city papers will tell you that Green threw for four touchdowns and ran for another. My eyes told me he was operating on a different plane of existence than just about anyone else on the field, moving quickly when everyone else was slow, and slowing as other players flowed past him.

It wasn’t so much that Coupeville missed tackles, as that Green bobbed and weaved, and instinctively always knew where he wanted to go three moves before anyone else. Two seconds before being sacked, he would adjust his body ever so slightly, find a small pocket and then whip a wet ball on a perfect spiral, dropping it into a teeny, tiny gap between his receiver and the Wolf defender.

He’s good. Very good. And we’ll all be watching him play for Brigham Young University — the school that gave the world Steve Young and a thousand other great passers — on TV next year.

So, we got to see him play in person, and he was brutally efficient. As expected. Doesn’t take a thing away from the guys on the other side of the ball, young men who, while most of them will not play on that next level, continue to acquit themselves with great commitment and hustle.

The Wolves, now 2-6, have a road game at Sultan next Friday, Oct. 26 and then get to participate in a three team, two half games, one night battle royal Tuesday, Oct. 30 for a chance to earn a full playoff spot.

Coupeville may not be on the fast track to a possible state title like King’s, but that is no reason for anyone in Wolf Nation to hang their heads. The Wolves continue to play with class, something that’s easy to see, even through the rain.

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     Brad Haslam (left), showing the softer side of his personality few opposing hitters saw back in his high school days.

Brad Haslam has great hands.

In the early ’90s, they helped him to be one of the most dominating baseball hurlers to ever pull on a Coupeville High School jersey. Now, after carrying him through years of construction work, they are taking him on a new journey, as he studies to be a chiropractor.

A three-sport star (football, basketball, baseball) who made batters quake in their cleats as a four-time All-League pitcher, the 1992 Wolf grad lives in Georgia these days with wife Tammie (10 years of marriage and a 22-year old step-daughter) and is attending Life University. After taking college classes off and on over the past 20 years, he is going full-bore these days and should graduate next summer.

“I met a chiropractor in Eastern Washington and saw what he could do for me and my wife, and it triggered something,” Haslam said. “My body was giving out (from the construction) and I needed a new career path.

“It will give me a chance to help people and leave them smiling when you see them going,” he added.

At one time, Haslam’s baseball-throwing arm was a deadly weapon, something few people wanted to see coming full-tilt at them. He controlled the mound like few others, putting a quiver in opposing batter’s strides with one baleful glare from the mound.

Actually, Haslam was having an excellent time on the mound. He just hid it extremely well under his game face.

“That was just a great time; I looked forward to it every day,” Haslam said. “We put together a pretty good squad together back then.

“Guys like Matt Cross played their hearts out and never got the credit they deserved,” he added. “I remember one game, we were in extra innings, two outs, best pitcher in the conference and Cross rips a single to keep us alive. Playing with guys like him made it great.”

Of course, it’s worth noting Haslam then stepped to the plate and slammed a game-winning home run.

But, as he heads into his older years (“I don’t like being 39. I don’t feel like I’m any older, but sometimes I do FEEL older.”) it’s his teammates contributions he treasures. The guys he played year-round with for four years.

He is quick to hand out praise of former football teammates such as Jason McFadyen (“He would kill you with his passes.”), Todd Brown (“I prided myself on blocking really well for Todd, laying guys out and watching him blow through the hole.”) and Frank Marti (“I would run side by side down the field with him, step back and watch him pummel someone and say, ‘oh, that had to hurt’.”)

And, while he enjoyed playing for all of his coaches, one in particular stands out. Ron Bagby was his football and basketball coach and more to Haslam, who babysat his mentor’s kids, who all went on to be star Wolf athletes themselves.

“He was always there for me on a personal level, always supportive,” Haslam said.

“In seventh grade I didn’t have any basketball shoes,” he added. “That was the year the first Michael Jordans came out and Bagby had bought a pair and he was so proud of them. He let me wear them the whole season, even though I wasn’t on his team.”

Haslam’s meteoric sports career didn’t quite end up where it might have, unfortunately. He had two strong college seasons at Skagit Valley, and then, just as he was receiving recruiting calls from Division 1 schools, something popped.

“I was playing summer league ball and throwing harder than ever and something went in my arm,” Haslam said. “I was on the phone with Washington State and told them and then, click, static … that was kind of it.”

So he found a new path, one that has paid off nicely. He may not have ever strode to the mound at Yankee Stadium, but he has achieved happiness in life and he has his memories.

While he says he’s unsure how his exploits will be remembered (“That’s up to you guys. I had fun, I know that.”) he will always hold dear a time when Prairie Center and the Tyee hung up banners to cheer on his playoff-bound football squad.

“That’s what you want to see in a small town,” Haslam said. “Give the kids some pride and support. They did it for us and they can do it again!”

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Well, that’s a nice start… (Shelli Trumbull photo)

The Upset of the Century will be televised … sort of.

When the Coupeville High School football squad pulls off the stunner heard ’round the state and wallops unbeaten, top-ranked King’s Friday night at Mickey Clark Field (7 PM kickoff), even those not in attendance will be able to enjoy the show.

The Knights, being from a fancy-dancy private school, have some state of the art camera equipment they schlep with them and they like to broadcast their athletic achievements across the world wide web. There will be a live stream of the game available at live.kstvonline.com.

Now it would probably not be professional of me to encourage CHS fans to show up bare-chested, with letters painted across their bodies that read “Wolves rule! Knights drool!” or some such nonsense, for the benefit of the cameras.

But then, who ever said I was a professional?

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