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Jennie (Cross) Prince

The early days.

Jennie (Cross) Prince was a star in a different time.

The 1990 Coupeville High School grad, whose school records in the shot put and discus still stand untouched, lettered twelve times (four in basketball and volleyball, three in track and one in a brief freshman fling with softball) during a period when the Wolves truly believed they were going to kick the fannies of any opponent who stepped foot on their Island.

“I just remember every game/meet was the only one that existed, and we were all determined to die for it,” Prince said. “We physically pushed ourselves to the max every time we put that uniform on or set foot on the court for practices. I thought we wanted it more than any other team.”

Playing along side other talented athletes of the time, such as Sherry (Bonacci) Roberts, Sally (Biskovich) Wheeler and Kara (Harvey) Ford, Prince learned from two fondly remembered coaching giants, volleyball/basketball sage Phyllis Textor and track guru Guy “Doc” Whittaker.

“Ms. Textor always pushed us physically and mentally beyond what we thought we were capable of,” Prince said. “She taught us that we could achieve anything with hard work and instilled a fight in us that made us think we were unstoppable.

“Mr. Whittaker was amazing with the technique,” she added. “If you could master the technique of shot or discus, the strength was just an added bonus to get it a little further. Many VHS videos of Olympic throwers later I finally got it.”

That mix of technique and raw power  — which she also exhibited on the volleyball court (“I lived in terror of volleyball practice in high school. Bump – set – spike with Jennie and the evil grin she would get when it was her turn to spike!,” said former teammate Georgie Smith.) — carried her to a second-place finish at state her senior year.

And, with her name still on the big board in the CHS gym, it offers a chance for her son, sophomore football/basketball stud Carson Risner, to lord it over his classmates a bit.

“Still having the record is definitely fun for my son to brag about,” Prince said. “They’re not the most feminine of events, but I am surprised more girls don’t try it.

“I hope others remember me as a hard worker that loved to represent CHS.”

After graduation, Prince remained true to her work ethic, going to Skagit Valley Community College to get her nursing certificate, while working full-time and raising her young son as a single mother.

“Talk about pushing yourself,” she said. “I wanted him (Carson) to see that example and give him the life I thought he deserved.”

She married former classmate Tom Prince (the couple celebrated their 10th wedding anniversary this week), added a daughter and is now watching her own kids play, the way her parents once did. And she tries to keep a low profile in the stands.

“I try to let the coaches coach. I just push my kids at home in life and reassure them that they are what they put into themselves,” Prince said. “They will find their passions and I just encourage whatever they want as long as they give 110 percent.

With both of her children inheriting one of the great legacies of CHS sports, branching from their mom out through her father, her siblings and her cousins, the Cross family reputation still flies proud.

“Sports was and still is a great lesson to all,” Prince said. “I think kids just need someone to show them how far they really can push themselves.

“The unstoppable attitude keeps you unafraid to do the unthinkable if you want to. Expecting more out of yourself than the next guy is what will make you a success,” she added. “My family made me who I am today. My dad and mom are both hard workers with a never fail attitude. Nothing can stop my family!”

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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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Emily (Vracin) Kosderka and her children, Colby and Sydney.

Emily (Vracin) Kosderka was money.

There have been great basketball players at Coupeville High School over the years, but was there ever another Wolf player who you were more confident would absolutely, positively put that ball in the hoop at crunch time?

If you say yes, you’re lying.

Now married and a mother of two, the 1992 grad — who also played some pretty dang good volleyball and softball during her days in the red and black — was among the best basketball players I have seen play for CHS in the 22 seasons I have been on this Island.

You can make arguments for Ashley Ellsworth-Bagby, Brianne King, Lexie and Brittany Black, Tina Joiner, Linda Currier and a couple of others.

Mike Bagby, Cody Peters, Hunter Hammer and Virgil Roehl are in the argument as well.

But Kosderka was Coupeville’s answer to Larry Bird. If she didn’t have ice water in her veins, she was close.

Modest, too.

“Ha! Oh, I doubt anyone remembers me from back in the day, but on the off chance they do, I hope they remember me as you did,” Kosderka said. “Honestly, I take that as a huge compliment, because that is how I hoped to be perceived — very confident, but a team player.

Magic Johnson once said that during his playing days, he approached the game “with effort and joy” and it made me smile because I could really identify with that,” she added. “In fact, to this day, it’s pretty much my approach to life in general.”

And she agrees with the Bird comparison, to a point.

“It’s funny that you bring up Larry Bird,” Kosderka said. “One of my favorite quotes of all time is from him — ‘In the closing seconds of every game, I want the ball in my hands for that last shot – not in anybody else’s, not in anybody else’s in the world.’ And that doesn’t come from a place of cockiness, but of confidence.”

She retains fond memories of her days as a Wolf, recalling how each of her coaches imparted lessons that have stayed with her and helped shape her as she has gone through life.

Phyllis Textor (basketball), Deb Cummings (volleyball), and Pam Jampsa (softball) were all extremely influential on me and each in their own ways,” Kosderka said. “They had very different coaching styles, but each took the time to teach me a lot about the game, but more importantly about life.

“And now that I really sit down and think about it, other than the flex offense and deny defense, it’s the life stuff that I remember the most,” she added. “After spending the last 20 years in athletics, and realizing how much the game has to teach about life, it’s easy to say that they did it right.”

Having been taught well by her coaches and teachers (“Mr. Engel, Dr. Whittaker, Mr. Bagby, and Ms. Erbaland were some of the most amazing people and I am grateful to them almost on a daily basis, even after all these years. There is no better feeling than to know that someone truly, truly believes in you, and the education they provided extended much further than the classroom.”) Kosderka made a successful leap to college.

She played basketball for two years at Willamette University and then moved into sports medicine, getting a Masters in Kinesiology from Indiana University.

After three years as an assistant athletic trainer with Lewis & Clark College, she made the jump to Concordia University, where she has been the head athletic trainer and taught since 2001.

Married for 10 years to Matt Kosderka, and the mother of a six-year old (Sydney) and four-year old (Colby), she is content with where life has led her. And she firmly believes her days on the diamond and the court helped make her strong enough to weather the storm of changes over the years.

“I could write a novel on the lessons learned through sport,” Kosderka said. “Sport molded me and shaped me into who I am today.

“I learned to compete, to compromise, to revel in the success of others, to work within a team, to respect the officials, to take direction, to be a leader, to always be open to learn, to win gracefully and to lose graciously (most of the time), to endure pain, to manage heartache, to strive for success and to struggle to obtain it, to recognize the unequivocal joy of reaching a goal that you had to work really hard to obtain, and the fact that the best part of it all are the people you are in it with,” she added. “That is what sport gives us. These are the lessons it can teach.”

There is still one lesson to learn, however, and that is how she will deal with being the mom of an athlete (or not).

“Do I want my kids to follow in my athletic footsteps? That is a big question with a complex answer,” Kosderka said. “It sounds cliche, I know, but my greatest hope is that my kids find their passion, whatever that may be.

Matt and I talk about that all the time,” she added. “We wonder what it is that they will connect with and love and are excited to watch them discover that. Will it be sport? Or will it be music? The arts? Dance? Karate? Auto shop?”

While she still believes sports have a lot to teach, she is a bit leery of a hyper-competitive world of travel squads and year-round dedication to one sport, as opposed to “the good old days” when you rotated sports and played with your friends all year.

“I remember the days of little league in Coupeville when we played on crappy fields on Saturdays,” Kosderka said. “We wore polyester uniforms that were five years old, our parents sat on folding chairs, our coaches were dads who just wanted to help kids learn the game, and our competition was the kid down the street. It all seemed so simple, and unfortunately it just isn’t that simple anymore.

“So, we will see. If Colby’s heart beats for baseball and Sydney is determined to shoot 100 free throws every night, then it will be on their own volition,” she added. “In many ways, I hope they do. I hope they get to learn the lessons sport has to teach. I hope they learn to be good leaders, to rely on their teammates, to respect their coaches, to strive and to struggle, and to know the great exuberance of a big win.”

Lessons their mom learned every time she stepped on the court, and reasons why she will never be forgotten by Wolf fans.

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Senior booter Madison Tisa McPhee and her dad, Jack Tisa. Good parents, brilliant young women — a Wolf tradition. (Robert Pelant photo)

See, that’s why you have to read the whole headline…

Thirteen Coupeville High School senior athletes were honored before games Thursday night, with soccer losing eight young women and volleyball saying their first goodbye to five (there is still a road game at King’s for both squads, then playoff action).

This gives us a chance to honor those booters and spikers one more time, while paying tribute to the parents who helped make them the successful student athletes they have become at CHS.

Soccer:

Anna Bailey (Bobby and Nancy Bailey).

Vanessa Bernales (Kevin and Jodelyn Bailey)

Amanda d’Almeida (Dan and Cathy d’Almeida)

Haley Marx (Steve and Christy Marx)

Kelsey Miranda (Dan and Marilyn Miranda)

Kelsey Pape (William and Carolyn Pape)

Madison Tisa McPhee (Jack Tisa and Liz McPhee)

Rachel Wenzel (Tim and Susan Wenzel)

Volleyball:

Rhiannon Ellsworth (Steve Ellsworth)

Lauren Escalle (Tammi Escalle)

Katie Kiel (Steve and Elaina Kiel)

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

Bessie Walstad (Shawn and Renee Walstad)

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Big hitters Hailey Hammer and Madeline Strasburg (second and third from right) weren’t quite as friendly Thursday, as they rained down spikes on Granite Falls. (Melissa Zimmerman-Losey photo)

Toni Crebbin was wearing boots Thursday and her Wolves (eventually) walked all over Granite Falls.

It took five nail-biting sets, one epic comeback that fell just short (but didn’t matter in the end), assorted sinus-clearing blasts from big hitters Bessie Walstad, Hailey Hammer and air-walking Madeline “I Will Destroy This Ball!” Strasburg and a little luck.

When the last Hammer spike exploded off of the Coupeville High School gymnasium floor, some two plus hours after Senior Night festivities had kicked off with tears, flowers and balloons, and a few more tears, the Wolves and their coach had a hard-earned 25-19, 23-25, 25-19, 21-25, 15-11 victory.

Any tears at that point were merely of the happy variety.

Coupeville’s second win in three matches, coming with solid play from the entire 11-woman roster, would seem to herald good things right as the Wolves get ready for a playoff run.

Early on, it looked like it might be a short evening, as Coupeville ran out to a 13-4 lead in the first set and coasted in from there, never relinquishing the lead.

The high point came in the middle of the set, as Amanda Fabrizi sprayed hard-to-return serves over the net and the Wolves put together three especially nice plays in a row — a big hit and a stuff block by Walstad on consecutive plays, then a gorgeous tip from Strasburg, who was just warming up for her later power display.

Things soured for a bit in the second set, as this time it was the Wolves turn to fall behind 13-4. Then came an unexpected rally, as Coupeville surged back to a 23-22 lead with Breeanna Messner raining down precision tips just out of her opponents grasp, only to see the comeback suddenly fall apart at the crucial moment.

After exchanging several epic rallies, with both teams repeatedly diving madly in pursuit of loose balls (Fabrizi bounced off the giant Wolf logo on the back wall, while Strasburg went tip-toeing into the bleachers at one point), the match threatened to turn on a single point late in the fourth set.

With Hammer off on a tear at the service stripe and Coupeville charging, a Wolf tip that should have been in was called out by the back judge, who apparently was blinded by his gaudy Oak Harbor High School letterman’s jacket and unable to see clearly.

But, just as things threatened to get desperate, enter Coupeville’s secret weapon, sophomore outside hitter (and the only person who didn’t look tired at that point), one Madeline Strasburg. Launching herself airborne and unleashing deadly, kneecap-slicing shots that zipped across the top of the net and then exploded in people’s faces, she rallied the troops on a night that honored her elders.

Overcome by the sheer power display of Strasburg and Hammer, and a few well-placed shots from old fogies Walstad and Messner, the Tigers crumbled from there and the party was on one more time for the Wolves.

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