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Go find a stamp and mail a card to former Coupeville track coach Larrie Ford as he recuperates in Seattle. (Photo courtesy David Ford)

I’m gonna need you to go find a stamp.

Then go send a card to former Coupeville High School track and field coach Larrie Ford as he continues to battle back after surgery.

Coach Ford, a fully-accredited member of the Coupeville Sports Hall of Fame, has moved to the Washington Care Center in Seattle after a three-month-plus stay at Careage.

That’s actually a huge positive, as he recovers from a leg amputation.

At the VA-contracted facility in Seattle, Coach Ford will be focusing on transitioning to the next stage of rehab as he works towards being able to have a prosthesis.

Both during his time at CHS and afterwards, he made a tremendous impact on the local sports community.

There was no project he wouldn’t support, and he put his money, time and spirit into everything he did.

Coach Ford was one of my first, and most loyal supporters, with this blog, but we go back much further.

He used to be a regular presence at Videoville during my video store days, a master of storytelling, and just an all around good guy.

As he goes through rehab, one of the best ways we can support him is to make sure he knows how important he is to his home community.

During his time at Careage, he collected 61 cards, according to son David Ford, and they hung on his wall, a reminder of everyone who was pulling for him.

Now that’s he in the big city, we need to step it up and flood his room with cards and notes.

Let Coach Ford know what an impact he had on Coupeville. What an important role he played, both on the athletic stage and off.

And that we expect him to walk back onto Mickey Clark Field at some point in the near future.

So, get going, get a stamp and fire off something to:

Larrie Ford
Room 253
2821 S Walden St
Seattle, WA 98144

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Katrina McGranahan, a killer with a soaring spirit. (Photos by JohnsPhotos.net)

Already a star, even before she stepped into the hallways at Coupeville High School.

An athlete who enjoyed every moment she was given.

Katrina McGranahan entered as a star, and exited as a legend.

The Coupeville High School senior, who celebrates her 18th birthday today, excelled at every sport she played, even the one she didn’t really enjoy.

And, while she gave up basketball shortly into her high school career, after dominating in middle school, McGranahan embraced stardom and a role as a quiet leader in both volleyball and softball.

On the court, she broke through as a freshman, making her varsity debut late in the season and flashing signs of the big-time power hitter she would become.

For the next three seasons, McGranahan was front and center, an All-Conference pick, a league MVP, an invaluable contributor on squads which won back-to-back league titles and returned to state after a 14-year absence.

Her kills at the net were delivered with precise power, her blocks with high-flying grace and her service aces with an extra bit of zing.

As good as she was on the volleyball court, it is softball which holds her heart, and the diamond is where Killer Kat has truly soared.

A dangerous hitter who combines power, an ability to hit to all fields, speed and smarts, McGranahan has been Coupeville’s most consistent weapon since day one of her freshman campaign.

When she’s at shortstop, she displays a gun for an arm and a nose for always tracking down even the hardest-hit or weirdest-hit balls.

One of the best plays I have ever witnessed on the prairie came courtesy McGranahan, who, battling epic winds, started to retreat as a pop up corkscrewed over her head.

Then the prairie breeze slammed into the ball in mid-air like a runaway freight train, the ball came to a dead stop in mid-flight, made a little scream and pitched forward, careening towards the Earth.

McGranahan spun in mid-stride, launched herself face-first into oblivion and somehow, against all odds and most of the laws of the known universe, reached the ball with the tip of her glove.

That she touched the ball was a miracle.

That she somehow speared said ball was extraordinary.

That she held onto said ball, pulling it back into her body as she slammed into the unforgiving infield dirt, and completed the play, refusing to let the ball separate itself from her glove?

That made even the impartial umpire behind her scream like a little girl who has just gotten a pony.

And, you know, with all this talk of shortstop, McGranahan rarely played there.

Because, from day one to the final moments of her prep career, she was the young woman who reached out, game after game, took the ball and strode into the pitcher’s circle, ready to face whatever came her way.

Instead of easing into the role while being an understudy as a freshman, McGranahan was thrown into the fire right away as veteran hurler McKayla Bailey rehabbed an injury.

Katrina never blinked, never hesitated. She snapped off strikes as a 9th grader and was still snapping off strikes as a 12th grader, and all that changed was who was behind the plate to catch her pitches.

Over the past six years, in all of her sports, I have witnessed her deliver big moment after big moment, capture epic wins and fight to the final moment in agonizing losses.

I have seen her smile many times as an athlete, and I have seen her cry a few times as well, and the fact there was many more smiles than tears makes me happy.

If Katrina had never played a sport, her strength, spirit, warmth and class would have still made her stand out.

But she was an athlete, one of the best I have written about, a young woman who cared deeply for her teammates, a warrior who fought for every play but had the grace to accept the outcome, good or bad.

As she moves on to play college ball, my enduring image of Killer Kat will be of her pacing in the pitcher’s circle, her fingers kneading the ball, the game on the line, and yet, amid the tension, a huge smile on her face.

She was a killer, but one who was enjoying every moment.

So, today, we wish Miss McGranahan a happy birthday (and much cake) and we officially welcome her into the company of her fellow legends, inducting her into the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame.

After this, you’ll find her name up at the top of the blog, under the Legends tab.

There was never a doubt she would end up here.

I knew it from the first time I watched her play in middle school, and the last six years have simply reinforced my first opinion.

Sometimes it’s nice to be right.

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Mikayla Elfrank, destroyer of softballs. (Jordan Ford photo)

   Elfrank, powered by her snazzy socks, flies in for another bucket on the hardwood. (Photos by JohnsPhotos.net)

You can run, but she’ll still pound the ball off your face.

It’s not how much time you have, it’s what you do with that time.

Mikayla Elfrank didn’t get the full tour as a Coupeville High School athlete, as she started off down South in Falcon territory, not joining the Wolves until midway through her sophomore year.

Now, at the tail end of her prep career, an ankle injury has stolen part of her basketball season and is denying her a chance to play a spring sport.

Doesn’t matter.

Elfrank accomplished more than enough in her limited run, reaching electrifying heights rarely touched, making her a slam-dunk pick for induction into the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame.

Off the field and court, the three-sport star is a whip-smart, well-spoken young woman who I have no doubt will be a great success in life.

Spend any time speaking to Elfrank and you can’t help but come away impressed with her.

She exudes a quiet confidence mixed with a genuine warmth, and is the rare athlete, young or old, able to look at their career and assess it honestly and straight-forward.

If she has a slight weakness, it may be that she is a little too modest about her own talent.

I’ve seen you play three sports across three years, Mikayla, and I can say this — you have been one of the most entertaining athletes I have ever covered.

It’s not because she’s big on personal celebration or chest-thumping, but it’s because she possesses a big-game explosiveness rarely seen in these parts.

If Hunter Smith is the cool rider, the Wolf who hums along, day after day, game after game, always hitting the high notes, Elfrank is like a roller coaster turned into a human.

When she is on the volleyball or basketball court, or stalking the softball field, she has an uncanny ability to bounce back at a moment’s notice, turning what might be a bad game for her team around in a split second.

When Elfrank strikes, it is with a white-hot intensity.

A spike that ricochets off of a rival’s face with enough force to almost come back over the net.

A coast-to-coast breakaway in which she shreds three backpedaling defenders before slapping the ball high off the backboard for a game-busting layup.

A home run to dead center field that not only clears the fence in Sequim, but puts a dent in a carnival ride being set up in the great beyond, scattering workers who jump like a bomb has dropped on their heads.

In her time as a Wolf, Elfrank has been the queen of the big moment, giving Coupeville fans a jolt of electricity and making opposing coaches throw their hands up in frustration.

They can’t stop her, they can’t contain her, and they know it.

A lot of athletes have come and gone here in Cow Town, and a very select few stand apart for being able to genuinely channel a mix of excitement and danger in every game they play.

Elfrank, like Madeline Strasburg or Lathom Kelley before her, rises above being talented and sits in that pantheon of Wolves who make you feel like you got your money’s worth every night, win or loss.

She and her teammates had some big moments, winning Olympic League titles in volleyball and basketball, going to state as spikers and narrowly missing on the diamond. They also had some tough defeats.

Win or lose, Elfrank never backed down from a challenge, never stopped fighting until the final buzzer, and repped the Wolf uniform with class and skill.

It would have been nice to have a full four years of her in red and black, with no injuries, but what we got to witness will stand the test of time.

An extraordinary young woman, on and off the competitive field, Mikayla will live on at the top of this blog, enshrined under the Legends tab.

Cause that’s what she is, today and forever.

Through every spike, every bucket, every laser throw from the hole at short, she was building a legacy, whether she knew it or not.

Thank you, Miss Elfrank, for making every game an adventure.

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Kyla Briscoe pounds home a winner. (Photos by JohnsPhotos.net)

Ready to rain down terror on hapless foes.

Katrina McGranahan (left) and Mikayla Elfrank form an impenetrable wall.

Six players firing as one.

It was one of the most dominant seasons ever put together by a Coupeville High School sports team.

The 2017 Wolf spikers tied the program record for wins (13), went to state for the first time since 2004 and captured a second-straight Olympic League crown.

Oh, and CHS also won all 27 sets it played against league foes Klahowya, Port Townsend and Chimacum.

You read that right.

Merely going 9-0, and joining girls basketball as the only Coupeville varsity programs to hit that mark in league play, wasn’t enough. These Wolves needed total freakin’ domination.

For league perfection, for rewriting the record books, and for their success on the floor, in the classroom and in the community, the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame welcomes the 2017 CHS varsity spikers to our hallowed digital halls.

After this, you’ll find them hanging out at the top of the blog, under the Legends tab.

It’s easy to forget that, just four years ago, when this year’s seniors were freshmen, Wolf volleyball went 1-11 during the first season of the Olympic League.

It was all uphill from there, bouncing to six wins and a district playoff victory over Seattle Christian, then 11 wins and a league title, before culminating in an inspired 2017 campaign.

Coupeville twice won five matches in a row, beat a pair of large-school 2A teams (North Mason and Port Angeles) and overcame a schedule in which it played 13 of 18 matches on the road.

Its only losses in the regular season were to Bellevue Christian, which went to state, and 2A Sequim, and CHS came up big in the postseason.

After a tough brawl in a rematch with BC to open districts, the Wolves swatted Cascade Christian — the school which sent them home as sophomores — to punch their ticket to state.

Once it hit Yakima, Coupeville found itself in the “Group of Death,” wedged in with undefeated Castle Rock, undefeated defending state champ Lakeside (Nine Mile Falls) and eventual new state champ King’s.

The Wolves didn’t go down easy, though, taking a set from Castle Rock and holding their own in the midst of the madhouse that is the state volleyball tourney.

Even at the end, Coupeville’s spikers displayed the kind of poise and big-play mentality which served them well all season.

This was a squad which produced a league MVP in Hope Lodell, First-Team All-Conference picks in Mikayla Elfrank, Katrina McGranahan and Lauren Rose and a record-buster in Payton Aparicio.

The latter drilled 18 service aces in a late-season match, shattering the previous school record of 13, set by Jessica Riddle back in 2010.

The Wolves were rich in seniors — Kyla Briscoe, bouncing back after missing a year from injury to become a spike-happy wild woman at the net, and always-dependable Allison Wenzel complete the Magnificent Seven.

But while their graduation will leave a hole, the future is bright.

Two juniors, two sophomores and one freshman also saw floor time for Coupeville, and the JV (12-1) and C-Team (4-0) form an especially-strong farm system.

In just two years on the job, CHS coach Cory Whitmore has taken what previous coaches set up, and kicked the program into a different gear.

His current players have held free clinics for the lil’ kids who are the future of the program, and the numbers of participants they have pulled in has been astounding.

Even as Coupeville volleyball celebrates highs it hasn’t seen in a decade-plus, there is an unmistakable feeling this is just the beginning.

But, when we get a couple of years down the line and see things play out, we’ll still be able to look back and honor the team which launched the new revolution.

Today, we induct the 2017 varsity spikers into our lil’ Hall o’ Fame, 12 young women (and their support crew) who sent a bolt of lightning through Wolf Nation.

Inducted together, as a team:

Payton Aparicio
Kyla Briscoe
Mikayla Elfrank
Hope Lodell
Katrina McGranahan
Ashley Menges
Chelsea Prescott
Lauren Rose
Emma Smith
Scout Smith
Maya Toomey-Stout
Allison Wenzel
Cory Whitmore
(head coach)
Ashley Herndon (assistant coach)
Chris Smith (assistant coach)
Kayla Rose (manager)

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   Jeff Rhubottom (top, left) is joined by (clockwise from top right) Bill Jarrell, Randy Keefe and Terry (Perkins) Powell (wearing blue necklace).

Better late than never.

As I’ve constructed the one-man, semi-real shrine to excellence known as the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame, I’ve zigged and I’ve zagged, plucking excellence from all decades.

And yet, I would be the first to admit, my decision-making process has always been at least slightly suspect.

Some people got in really early, and sometimes, for a thousand different reasons, some of the most qualified have been left to bide their time outside the doors of our digital hall.

Almost always it wasn’t intentional. I promise.

Today, we’re making up for that, at least a little, with the induction of four of the most talented Wolves to ever put a basketball into the bucket.

They all played multiple sports, and were standouts regardless of the season, but, with my recent deep dive into the CHS basketball records — which exist in a million little pieces — this fab four looms even larger.

So, way, way, WAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY overdue, let’s welcome Randy Keefe, Terry (Perkins) Powell, Bill Jarrell and Jeff Rhubottom to the Hall o’ Fame.

After this, you’ll find them up at the top of the blog, under the Legends tab, which is something they’ve always been, even if this writer has taken forever to get them enshrined.

Our first inductee, Powell, stands as one of the first true girls basketball stars in Central Whidbey history.

She led the Wolves in scoring for three consecutive seasons, tossing in 194 points in 1984-1985, 165 in the ’85-’86 campaign, then topping things off with a 314-point barrage in ’86-’87.

Working in tandem with fellow Hall o’ Famer Marlene Grasser (who netted 307 points that year), Powell was the leader of the first CHS girls hoops team to advance to the playoffs.

At the time of her graduation, Powell held the school single-season and career scoring marks for girls.

The increased pace of the game and addition of the three-point shot allowed a handful of other Wolves to eventually catch and pass her, but she remains #7 in career scoring with 673 points.

Her fellow inductees dominated in the ’70s, and the fact all three remain in the top 10 with both career and single-season scoring marks, is made more remarkable by two facts.

One, they all played before everyone and their brother got three points for hitting a shot behind the arc, and two, they suited up at a time when ninth graders either didn’t play high school basketball or were firmly affixed to the very end of the bench by their coaches.

That didn’t stop any of the three, though.

Keefe and Jarrell’s high school hoops careers ran from the ’73-’74 season (their sophomore campaign) through a journey to the state tourney in ’75-’76 as seniors.

One was maybe the most consistent scorer in school history, while the other caught his buddy at the end with a season for the ages.

CHS boys basketball has played 100 seasons (1917-2017), and Keefe owns two of the 10 best single season performances.

He rattled home 293 points as a sophomore, 398 as a junior (#7 all-time) and 397 as a senior (#8 all-time), leaving him with 1,088 points, third-best in program history.

Only two guys beat him, Jeff Stone (1137) and Mike Bagby (1104), and Stone had to throw down an Island-record 644 points as a senior to assure that, while Bagby, playing in the modern era, got a full four years as a varsity starter.

Jarrell didn’t come out of the gate quite as quickly as his running mate, settling for 83 points as a sophomore, fifth-best on that year’s team.

Then, something clicked and he went off for 357 points as a junior and 415 as a senior.

Snapping Keefe’s two-year run as team scoring champ, Jarrell’s senior heroics stand as the fifth-best single-season performance, and his 855 points lands him at #10 on the career list.

That ’75-’76 squad was one of the best the school ever had, and, along with the hot-shooting senior duo of Keefe and Jarrell, the Wolves got a huge contribution from a rampaging 6-foot-4 sophomore named Rhubottom.

He pounded away for 228 points as a sophomore, then took on even more of the scoring load over the next two seasons.

Rhubottom knocked down 325 as a junior (backing up Foster Faris, who went off for 348), then unleashed a beat-down as a senior.

By the time he was finished with the ’77-’78 season, Rhubottom had 459 points, which remains the second-best single season in school history, boys or girls, trailing just Stone’s once-in-a-century performance.

His 1012 career points will have him sitting #4 on that list when CHS raises a basketball record board.

Now, of course, we haven’t talked about the hundreds upon hundreds of rebounds hauled down, the assists doled out, the steals made off, or all the small plays this four-pack made.

But, even just talking about their scoring ability, it’s easy to see why Powell, Keefe, Jarrell and Rhubottom remain among the biggest stars to ever grace the CHS hardwood.

Hall o’ Famers, one and all, even if they had to wait way too long for it to be “official.”

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