Julia Myers, here to wreck you. (Original photo by JohnsPhotos.net)
This blog turns nine years old August 15, and to mark the occasion, I’m picking what I view as the best nine Wolf athletes from each active CHS sport.
To be eligible, you had to play for the Wolves between Aug. 2012-Aug. 2021, AKA the “Coupeville Sports” years.
So here we go. Each day between Aug. 1-15, a different sport and (probably) a different argument.
A proud tradition, upheld quite nicely.
Girls basketball has some of the biggest banners in the CHS gym, and the last nine years have featured teams which won league titles, went to state, and frequently scorched other schools.
Looking at those squads, there’s little (none, really) debate over who the best player of the blog era is, but there’s a lot of depth behind that one transcendent superstar.
As always, there’s several missing Wolves out there who could make an argument for inclusion on this roster, but I’m limited to nine players.
And what a nine this is, with a mix of young women who can fill the bucket up, and others who made their living playing defense and providing all the intangibles a coach loves.
Throw the jump ball up. We’re ready to kick some fanny.
The woman. The myth. The always-smiling legend. Kacie Kiel.
Amanda Fabrizi — Tough as they come, and the owner of a deadly-effective sweet lil’ running hook shot, which was money in the bank. Never afraid to put the ball up under pressure, and always played her best the more-important the game was.
Kailey Kellner — Biggest surprise of the blog era — a shy young woman when she arrived from overseas, who then blossomed into a deadly three-ball artist. Her best moment, however, came in a must-win playoff game, when she morphed into a rebound machine, tearing the ball free and freakin’ the Seattle girls out.
Kacie Kiel — So deceptive, in the best way possible. Rivals would look at this slender young woman and assume she was a pushover, then she would go off on them, snatching every contested rebound, hitting the floor for every loose ball, knocking down gut-check three-balls, and playing like a demon on defense. Has a 1,000-pound heart, and truly deserves every bit of praise she gets.
Mia Littlejohn — Played like she was on a New Jersey playground from day one, and I loved it. Had the razzle, had the dazzle, could bank in a runner or pull back for a jumper, could dish on the move, or pick your pocket. All with a lil’ strut that was classic Mia.
Breeanna Messner — Lived and breathed for team, doing the dirty work, always scrambling, always fighting like a wild woman, which was a bit surprising, as she’s so serene off the court. Would get knocked down, face slamming on the floor, then calmly get back up, drain a three-ball in a rival’s face, and move back on defense, eyes locked on that girl until she mentally crumbled.
Julia Myers — She would mess a fool up, then stalk away, her smile erupting to chants of “Judy! Judy!” Had a sweet lil’ jump shot, but best known as a defensive banger who earned the nickname “Elbows,” cause that’s the last thing the girls from King’s saw before they hit the floor.
Lindsey Roberts — Something for everyone. Could be the go-to scorer, or could be a role player, and always seemed equally happy in either situation. Long arms, track star speed, and a burning desire to win all melded together to make Lou a terrifically-efficient weapon.
Makana Stone — The best I’ve seen in person, boy or girl. Almost 1,200 points, 1000+ rebounds, several plays of such an awesome nature they broke my brain, and the ultimate PR agent for her teammates, who she endlessly praised, in public and private.
Madeline Strasburg — The irrepressible, the incredible, Maddie Big Time. Shot out of a rocket right before tipoff, she would rampage from baseline to baseline, creating havoc. Once hit three-balls from half court at the third-quarter buzzer in consecutive games … 17 days apart thanks to winter break. And she called glass both times.
Mia Littlejohn dares you to try and score. (Photo by JohnsPhotos.net)
Up next: Back to the tennis court, this time with the boys.
