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Mitchell Losey (John Fisken photo)

Mitchell Losey, ready to bust some heads. (John Fisken photo)

(Kristin Hurlburt photos)

   Losey (and an epic sandwich) shares a moment at a track meet with Wolf mom Eileen Stone. (Kristin Hurlburt photos)

He’s the Easy Rider.

For the last four years, Mitchell Losey has made it look easy, cruising through life with a grin on his face and a low-key attitude that is refreshing.

The Coupeville High School senior, who celebrates a birthday today, has had an impact both on the football field and the track oval for the Wolves, continuing a proud family tradition that stretches back several generations.

Through it all, he has never been one to thump his chest and demand his time in the spotlight.

Losey has been the ultimate team warrior, a guy willing to get down in the trenches and do the hard work, the dirty work.

His teammates and coaches know what kind of player he is, and accord him respect, and so should we as fans.

Mitchell has been the very definition of solid, on and off the field, and he has represented the family legacy very well.

He may be handing over the keys to the kingdom to younger brother Shane and getting ready to head off into the real world, but he’ll always be a Wolf first and foremost.

Parents Scott and Melissa should be proud of the solid young man they have raised.

Mitchell is a class act (and he stars in one of my favorite photos ever snapped) and I want to wish him all the best on his cake day.

Happy birthday, Mr. Losey. Keep on keepin’ on.

The many moods of Ben Olson.

The many moods of Ben Olson.

Not so very long from now, we’re going to reach a point in time when we’ll start to talk about video stores, and kids will be like, “Huh, what?”

Doesn’t matter that I spent 15 years being well paid to goof off in them, and that they are a key part of my life.

As Netflix, streaming, and downloads, legal and otherwise, eventually erase all memories of Videoville, David’s DVD Den and (gag me) Blockbuster, a new generation will be culturally bereft.

So, it’s a good thing we’ll still have folks like Ben Olson to hold on to a few of those memories.

The young Mr. Olson, who celebrates a birthday today, grew up in those video store aisles before going on to become a basketball and baseball player at Coupeville High School.

Ben and lil’ bro Daniel, now a middle school hoops star, were regular fixtures at both video stores I worked at, and both usually spent more time behind the counter than in front of it.

Which worked out nicely for me.

Need to collect a late fee? Always easier to do with the rock-em-sock-em Olson boys as my backup.

With Daniel on the computer and Ben on the till, I had even less work to do than normal, which, if you know anything about me, was just fine and dandy.

Once the second video store closed, we parted paths for a bit as I headed out to slave away on the prairie.

But when I came back to the world of school sports coverage, there they were, a little older, a lot taller (especially Ben) and still just as outgoing and friendly.

It’s been nice to see them still following the path of success they were already on years earlier.

While injuries have hampered Ben’s ability to dominate the court lately, he’s slid into working as a coach with Daniel’s SWISH basketball team and seems born to the job.

As he celebrates his cake day today, Olson remains one of the best CHS has to offer, a bright, adventurous dude with huge potential.

So happy birthday, Ben.

The video stores may be gone, but it’s always nice to see our alumni, official or unofficial, continuing to light up the world.

Oliana Stange (John Fisken photo)

Oliana Stange plays with the CMS band last year. (John Fisken photo)

Oliana Stange, daughter of CHS tennis coach Ken Stange and college professor Ericka Cooley, is currently an 8th grader in Langley.

In this first-person account she looks back fondly on her time as a member of the Coupeville Middle School band.

When I was in seventh grade, I played with the band at football and basketball games.

I wasn’t required to, only the high schoolers were.

I loved playing the saxophone, so I decided I would go to get some extra time in.

But as it turned out, pep band was so much more than just playing your instrument.

Last year, Coupeville’s football team did so well.

I remember how excited I would get when they would score a touchdown. That meant we could play “On Wisconsin.”

Once, we played the school song eight times in one game!

That was such an exciting day.

Once it had rained before the game started. The bleachers were freezing cold and soaked in rain.

Jacob Zettle brought rain pants, a rain jacket, and gloves. It made me laugh so much.

Even though I was cold that game, it was still a lot of fun.

Basketball season was just as much fun.

Watching the girls’ basketball team shred their opponents paired well with the songs we played, because we were even more hopped up on adrenaline.

I remember Mr. Jenkins would shout out the song we were going to play. He would shout “Get ready!”

I always said “Get ready for what?”

I didn’t mean to make a joke, I just didn’t recognize the song title.

Sorry Mr. Jenkins. That probably made you mad.

Because playing with the band was so much more to me than playing in between the actual game and the cheerleaders.

It was eating my body weight in popcorn, using a hair dryer to dry my music after it got soaked in rain, and screaming when your team scored.

It was fun times spent with your friends and giving people candy.

And most of all, it was learning not to eat too much concession stand food.

Too much will give you a stomachache. Trust me, I know from experience.

This collage of spring sports athletes shows just a hint of how many athletes are out there, and every one has a story to tell. (John Fisken photos)

This collage of CHS spring sports teams in action shows just a hint of how many athletes are out there, and every one has a story to tell. (John Fisken photos)

So, I have an idea.

If it works, it could be a benefit to all of us.

Basically, what I want to do is start my own unofficial journalism school, give fledgling middle school and high school writers a foot in the door and add another layer of coverage here at Coupeville Sports.

Way back in olden times (late ’89/early ’90) I was doing an extra semester at Oak Harbor High School (the result of my family moving from Tumwater midway through my senior year).

Having fast-talked my way into the journalism program at OHHS, run by current Whidbey News-Times Sports Editor Jim Waller, I got my big break by accident.

Brian Zylstra, the sports guru at the WNT in those days, was going to a Christmas banquet and needed someone to write about and photograph a boys’ basketball game between Oak Harbor and Shelton.

Long story short, the kid who snapped pics didn’t make the cut, my story was printed, I was offered a second story and I’ve spent the last 26 years chafing editors and readers.

And now it’s your turn.

Yes, you.

Here’s what I’m offering: I want you, CHS and CMS students, to write for me.

In exchange, you get published, your work gets promoted, you make no money (thereby giving you a realistic feel for what journalism offers most of us) and you find out whether slappin’ words together is for you.

Plus, you retain rights to your work, so while it will debut here on Coupeville Sports, it’s your story (and/or photos) and you can use it however you like down the road.

I’m not looking for game coverage right now, though who knows what might develop later.

What I am looking for is your unique perspective, a perspective I, as a 44-year-old non-student, wouldn’t have.

Are you an athlete?

This is your chance to drop a first-person account on the world about what that really means to you, without me slicing and dicing your quotes and shaping the story.

You write, I publish.

Or skip the first-person style and write a conventional story. Up to you.

Subject matter? Also up to you.

The blog is called Coupeville Sports for a reason, but I am easy.

Unless you start droppin’ cuss words left and right (I do have a lot of middle school-aged readers), I will edit your work with the lightest of fingers (if at all).

I, and my readers, want to see through your eyes.

What do you think about when you take the field? What does your sport mean to you?

What is your greatest sports achievement or your biggest failure? What drives you?

What do you, as the athlete in the arena, wish I, as the writer on the outside, saw?

There are no (or very few) restrictions. No word counts. Go as short or as long as you like. Pick whatever topic you like.

Use whatever writing style you like. I would rather see your passion come through than worry about whether your sentences are “properly” constructed.

The more personal you’re willing to be, the better.

Of the 4,000+ articles I’ve published, a first-person account of a former Wolf basketball star facing her battle with alcohol remains one of the most powerful pieces Coupeville Sports has delivered.

Have an opinion on how the athletic code is (or is not) enforced? Vent away, as long as you’re willing to have your name on the article.

Or, want to talk about a teammate who means a lot to you, a coach who inspires you or a game you will never forget? Let it rip.

Whether you go dark or light, tell the story that only YOU can. That is what is remembered longest.

And what if you’re not a Wolf athlete? Welcome to the party, as well.

You don’t have to be playing a sport to be published.

You’re a 7th grader who’s never picked up a ball or bat in your life or a 12th grader who’s about to move on to play college ball, or somewhere in between? Equal opportunity, man.

So, how does this work? It’s simple, really simple.

Send me your stories, either to davidsvien@hotmail.com or message me on Facebook.

If you have photos, so much the better. If not, no worries.

Whether you have one story in you or a billion, let me give you a platform.

Let’s take Coupeville Sports to the next level, together.

Taya

   Taya Boonstra, a queen of volleyball, basketball, softball, cheer and photo-bombing during her time as a Wolf.

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   Kit Manzanares is joined by Boonstra (middle with David King), and Jodi Crimmins (top) and Linda Cheshier, who had big roles in big moments.

Game-changers.

The athletes who are part of the 40th class inducted into the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame were just that.

We’re mixing it up a bit today, with two athletes, four-sport whiz kid Taya Boonstra and three-sport rampaging beast Kit Manzanares, being joined by two great moments, one a solo effort, one very much a team accomplishment.

After this, both moments, and both of our athletes for all seasons, will be found at the top of the blog, under the Legends tab.

Our first moment comes to us courtesy of Jodi (Christensen) Crimmins, who’s already in the Hall for her career work on the hardwood.

Today we’re remembering one night (Jan. 11, 1994), in a bit of a lost season, when the senior whirlwind came within a steal of getting a triple-double the hard way.

Playing on the road at Meridian, Jodi collected 13 points, 12 rebounds and a season-high nine steals, doing all she could to keep a severely undermanned team afloat.

While she couldn’t save the Wolves, who were missing key players Misty Sellgren and Emily Wodjenski, while a third (Marlys West) spent the night chained to the bench with foul trouble, Christensen went down fighting like always.

“Jodi had an out-of-sight game,” her coach, Deb Whittaker, told me at the time. “She played an outstanding game.”

Of course, that quote could have fit Jodi every time she took the floor.

Our second moment arrived Feb. 7, 1992, when the CHS girls’ basketball team pulled off one of the biggest upset wins in program history.

Hosting a King’s squad that came in at 16-1 and ranked #4 in the state, the Wolves, behind Linda Cheshier, Emily (Vracin) Kosderka and Sellgren, stunned the hoops universe.

Hitting 23 free throws, including 14 in the fourth quarter, Coupeville toppled the Knights 55-39, blowing the roof off the CHS gym.

“It’s an incredible boost for us. It was our turn, and we wanted this one really bad,” Vracin said in the moments after the game.

The wily senior dropped in seven, while Cheshier banked home 17, Sellgren netted 11 and Joli Smith tickled the twine for four.

“The first two quarters (when they led 33-18) were the best we’ve ever played,” legendary Wolf coach Phyllis Textor said. “This was the biggest win of the season. Make that the biggest win in many a season.”

Joining our two bright, shining moments is Manzanares, one of the first breakout players I covered back in my early days as a writer at the Whidbey News-Times.

The father of current Wolf star Ryan Griggs, Kit was a star in every sport he picked up for Coupeville. Football, basketball, track, he could do it all and do it all well.

A strong mix of height, speed and power, he tore up defenses on the gridiron, was a tower of power alongside Virgil Roehl and Boom Phomvongkoth on the hardwood and showed blazing speed on the oval, where he went to state.

His ability to raise his game regardless of the sport is matched by Boonstra, who was rock-solid in volleyball, basketball and softball, while also helping anchor the Wolf cheer squad.

One of the smartest, friendliest, most energetic forces of nature ever to stroll through the hallways at CHS, Taya also joins McKayla and McKenzie Bailey and Hunter Hammer as the absolute gold standard when it came to pulling off photo-bombs as an athlete.

While always remaining fully aware of everything going on around her in the game, Boonstra had an uncanny ability to know just when the camera was going to click, and where best to position herself for maximum impact.

Plus, she bakes incredible cookies.

No, seriously, I mean Hall o’ Fame-worthy cookies. Yeah, that good.

There’s a billion reasons to honor Tatiana, but let’s face it, after she delivered fresh-baked cookies to me at a softball game last spring, she was guaranteed induction.

Yes, I’m that easy.