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Josh Bayne, seen here on the way to one of his 25 touchdowns during his senior season at CHS. (John Fisklen photo)

   Josh Bayne, seen here on the way to one of his 25 touchdowns during his senior season at Coupeville High School. (John Fisken photo)

They like to give awards to Josh Bayne.

A year after he was tabbed as the 1A Olympic League MVP during his senior season at Coupeville High School, Awesome Joshsome was back at the podium this week.

This time he was being honored as the Rookie of the Year when the Simon Fraser University football team held its awards night.

Bayne played in eight games for the Clan as a true freshman, recording 13 solo tackles and five assists from his defensive back position. He also broke up three passes, defended three others and joined in on a tackle for a loss.

Fellow CHS alumni Jake Tumblin joined Bayne in Canada this season, recording four solo tackles, six assists and a tackle for a loss during his freshman campaign.

The duo faced off twice with former Wolf teammate Nick Streubel, who plays on the line for Central Washington, giving Coupeville five current college football players.

Mitch Pelroy (Montana Western) and Joel Walstad (Midland) round out that group.

Ulrik Wells barrels to the hoop for two Monday. (John Fisken photo)

Ulrik Wells barrels to the hoop for two Monday. (John Fisken photos)

Sean Toomey-Stout

   Sean Toomey-Stout dropped 10 of his game-high 14 in the second half, as the Wolf 8th graders rallied for a win.

They just needed more people in the stands.

Playing in the big gym for the first time this season, the Coupeville Middle School 8th grade boys’ basketball team got off to a slow start Monday afternoon.

But once they emerged from the halftime locker room and found the number of fans in the high school gym had increased, they picked up their game noticeably.

Sparked by Sean Toomey-Stout and Mason Grove, the Wolves used a 13-5 third-quarter advantage to snatch the lead away from visiting Forks and never looked back, eventually pulling out a narrow 32-30 win.

The victory lifted CMS to 2-0 on the season.

Coupeville started slowly, going five minutes into the game without scoring.

Even with a little better flow, and a couple of buckets from big men Ulrik Wells and Koa Davison, the Wolves still trailed 15-9 at the break.

But the second half was a different story.

Jacobi Pacquette-Pilgrim got things started with a smooth jumper under pressure from the right side, then Grove splashed home a three-ball off of a fast break.

Forks didn’t immediately fold, hitting their own trey and twice stretching the lead back out to four.

The Wolves wouldn’t be denied, though, closing out the quarter with an 8-2 run, netting their first lead of the game at 22-20 on a sweet bucket from Jered Brown in which he slashed through the paint, avoiding three defenders on his journey.

Brown’s basket was set up by a game-tying bucket and free throw from Toomey-Stout, who paced the Wolves with a game-high 14.

Forks tied the game up three times in the final quarter, but CMS had an answer each time, never relinquishing the lead.

Toomey-Stout put the team on his shoulders, scoring five of Coupeville’s final six points.

That included a free throw to ice the game with three seconds to play, garnering a shout of approval from twin sister Maya.

Seven of the eight Wolves who played scored, with Grove (6), Pacquette-Pilgrim (5), Wells (2), Brown (2), Davison (2) and Omar Moralez (1) providing support for Toomey-Stout.

Jean Lund-Olsen didn’t score, but provided hustle and quick hands on defense.

Jordan Ford (John Fisken photo)

   Wolf senior Jordan Ford shoots a free throw in an earlier game. Take this photo, repeat it 82 times and you’ll know what Monday felt like. (John Fisken photo)

Well, that was one foul affair.

Literally.

Somewhere in there was some decent action and a lot of heart, but, by the time things were done Monday, all that anyone will probably remember of the Coupeville vs. Mt. Baker boys’ basketball game was the constant screech of a referee whistle.

By the time the three blind mice in black and white were done, they had whistled an astonishing 58 fouls, created a mind-boggling 83 free throw attempts and sapped the will of all involved.

And then some.

Mount Baker, which had jumped out to a 20-1 lead, then withstood a furious Wolf comeback, eventually departed with an 81-59 non-conference victory.

Coupeville, while absorbing a loss that dropped them to 1-3, showed great resolve in pulling itself out of a huge hole and fighting back into the game, even cutting the lead to single digits at one point.

The refs? The stink they left behind will take days to get out of the gym.

By the end, players from both teams were openly laughing at calls, united by disbelief.

After the game, as veteran coaches looked at the stats, all they could do was laugh, cry and sigh at the same time.

Was there any basketball actually played?

A little, but you would get three seconds of ball for every whistle, it seemed.

Coupeville, which started with nine players (starter Hunter Smith is out with a back injury), had six at the end — and four of those six were sitting on four fouls, a whistle away from being bounced.

Ryan Griggs and Gabe Wynn had already fouled out, while Baker had three guys disqualified, and the Wolves also lost Dante Mitchell to a knee injury.

The real MVP was ace stat keeper June Mazdra, who stayed on top of everything as the Wolves went 30 of 47 at the line and Baker swished 20 of 36.

While a lot of really questionable calls went against Coupeville, they actually committed less fouls, with the Mountaineers “winning” that category 31-27.

The game played around the fouls, you ask?

It started badly. Really badly. Then got a lot better before sputtering out a bit at the end.

Mount Baker rolled in with a much taller team, led by 6-foot-10 Timothy Soares, and Coupeville came out tentative, slow and overwhelmed.

Down 20-1 after a series of steals and quick buckets stung them, the Wolves were put on notice by coach Anthony Smith, who could be heard repeatedly telling them “You’re playing scared!!”

Coming out of that timeout, a flame was lit under their rears, and they responded, despite having to play much of the first half without leading scorer Wiley Hesselgrave, who was stuck on the bench with foul trouble.

Risen Johnson exploded for a quick steal and pull-up jumper, Ryan Griggs banged home seven points in the final three minutes of the quarter and the Wolves became a different team.

In between the non-stop fouls, they cut the lead all the way back to eight at one point, and outscored Baker 45-36 from the mid-point of the first quarter to the end of the third quarter.

They did it by getting mad and aggressive, and the Wolves blunted the height advantage during that stretch by fighting like wild beasts unleashed.

Front court mashers Griggs and Jordan Ford, who both gave away more than a few inches to their rivals, crashed the boards with a cold fury, going right back up, and sometimes through, their foes.

Both showed a knack for converting at the free throw stripe (Ford dropped in nine, while Griggs netted six), and Johnson, who measures in at five-foot-six, brought the fans to their feet when he blocked a shot by a player eight inches taller.

With Hesselgrave back in the game — he netted eight in the third, including a pair of three-point bombs — the Wolves were on the charge headed into the fourth.

Then the refs, feeling left out and lonely since they had gone 17 seconds without calling a foul, brought a screeching halt to any mild momentum that might have been building up.

What could have been an exciting finale turned into an interminable conga line to the charity stripe, with Baker netting half of their free throws in the final quarter.

With the lead stretched back out, and the refs still calling fouls, Ford provided a nice final punch, stealing the ball and barreling into the paint like a bull running through the streets of Pamplona.

Knocking down three scrambling defenders in one move, he successfully drew a foul, stopping the clock with 2.1 seconds to play.

Cause the only way this game could possibly end was with a pair of free throws.

After that, all that was left was for Mazdra to get carpal tunnel from adding everything up.

Johnson paced the Wolves with 16, while Ford dropped a season-high 13 and Hesselgrave netted 12, all in the second half.

Griggs banged home eight before over-zealous refs KO’d him, DeAndre Mitchell tossed in four and Wynn, Jared Helmstadter and Desmond Bell each added a basket.

JV hurt by height:

Luke Merriman went off for 14, including four three-point balls, but the young Wolves couldn’t overcome a Baker JV squad that featured players who were 6-foot-9 and 6-foot-7.

Gabe Eck added six, Ariah Bepler and Andre Avila popped for two apiece and Ty Eck slipped a free throw through the twine in a 62-25 loss.

Marlene Grasser and husband Jim. (Photo courtesy Marlene Grasser)

Marlene Grasser and husband Jim. (Photo courtesy Grasser family)

The enforcers at work. (Photo courtesy Sherry Roberts)

The enforcers at work. (Photo courtesy Sherry Roberts)

This weekend has been punctuated with unbelievable highs and unbelievable lows in Wolf Nation.

Friday and Saturday the Coupeville High School girls’ basketball squad, playing a true team game where every player mattered, where every young woman contributed, soared to new heights.

The Wolves won the Friday Harbor Tip-Off Classic, and the joy that emanated from every photo was about far more than just winning a couple of basketball games.

Those nine young women, who range from a precocious freshman to a wise senior, will remember this weekend long after their hoops careers end.

For the wins, yes. For the title, certainly.

But when the games end and real life begins, it will be the moments they had together, on the court, in the hotel room, on the bus, that will stay with them.

They will remember the shots they made, the defensive assignments they nailed, but they will also remember a moment in the locker room when, arms interlocked, they bounced and screamed as one.

“Who are we? WOLVES!!” “What are we? CHAMPIONS!!!”

They will remember the look in each others eyes at that moment, the sisterhood they had then and will have forever.

Years from now, they will be able to look back and tell their own daughters and sons about it.

It will be a part of their life, a slice of pure joy, for all their days.

And that is an important thing to remember tonight, as word filters out that Marlene Grasser, one of the most accomplished athletes in Coupeville history, has passed away after a battle with cancer.

The 1987 CHS grad was a four-sport star, a dominant athlete who was beloved by those she played with and against.

In an interview two years ago, when I was forcing her to look back on her prep exploits (she finally said yes, because she didn’t want to disappoint close friend and former teammate Sherry (Bonacci) Roberts) Marlene downplayed her records.

What she remembered, what she embraced, years later, was this:

I don’t remember awards, but do remember the fantastic experiences with my teammates.

My best memories are all involving team sports. I looked forward to practices every day and the games were a blast.

I loved my teammates and our mutual competitiveness and cohesiveness.

It is probably what I miss the most and was the hardest to let go of when I graduated.

I hope every current and future athlete in this town really listens to what Marlene said.

And I hope that they are able, every one of them, to embrace her words, live them and look back years later and feel exactly the same that she did.

This weekend is full of great joy. It is full of deep sadness.

A team ascended, a legend departed.

Two stories interwoven by a town, a sport and the heart and soul displayed by young women in different decades.

Grasser would have been proud of this edition of the Wolves and what they have attained, and what they will attain.

She would have loved seeing a team that includes Lindsey Roberts, the daughter of her one-time running mate, playing just like she and Sherry did back in the day.

And every one of those nine young women should be proud to wear the same uniform Grasser once did.

Marlene will be greatly missed, but her spirit will live on, and it will be reflected best every time another young woman steps onto a basketball court and embraces the joy she exhibited every day, every game.

The joy of playing. Of competing. Of walking side-by-side onto the court with friends and walking off with sisters.

Makana Stone (Sylvia Hurlburt photos)

Makana Stone can already taste the two points. (Sylvia Hurlburt photos)

Lauren Grove

  Lauren Grove (right) is filled with joy at the mere sight of teammate Mia Littlejohn.

Tiffany Briscoe

Tiffany Briscoe, working the paint like she owns the place.

team

The Wolves cap their pre-game huddle by firing up a round of shots.

Kyla Briscoe

   The key to Kyla Briscoe’s success? The purple shoes. Oh, and talent, too. A whole lot of talent helps, as well.

Jovanah Foote

Jovanah Foote will knock you out … with her note-perfect cheer routines.

"Your hair game is strong ... but mine is stronger!!"

“Your hair game is strong, sister … but mine is stronger!!”

Mia Littlejohn

“At my signal, unleash Hell, Wolves!!”

Is there anything Sylvia Hurlburt doesn’t do?

No, the answer is no, cause she does it all. And she does it all really, really well.

Cheerleader, choreographer, track star, ballet dancer, and, of course, photographer with mad skills.

All of those words describe the ever-moving, ever-grooving Coupeville High School senior.

Her latest work, which she is nice enough to let me unleash onto the masses, is this collection of girls’ basketball photos.

The eight pics above are just a small fraction of what she shot — I’ll continue to drop Hurlburt originals on you as the season unfolds — but they give you a solid taste of what she’s up to when she gets let loose with a camera.