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   Courtney Boyd (left) is joined by (top to bottom) Kassie (Lawson) O’Neil (in purple), super fans Lisa and Eddie and Allen Black.

The three Wolf greats entering the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame today — two honored for their careers, one for creating one of the most memorable moments in school athletic history — all were very good in the arena.

But Courtney Boyd, Allen Black and Kassie (Lawson) O’Neil continue to make an impact every day, and, with six kids between them, are already starting to fill out future rosters (one hopes) for CHS teams to come.

As those children grow, their moms and dad can point to the top of this blog, where they’ll be in residence under the Legends tab, and say, “Hey, you have to listen to me, people think I’m a big deal around here!!”

Might work…

But before we get to the terrific trio, our other two inductees today are the biggest fans Coupeville sports have had in recent years.

Lisa and Eddie are at every Wolf volleyball, football and basketball game — Eddie is a master of the halftime half-court shot contest at CHS hoops games — and they truly live and die for their players.

And they are THEIR players, as the duo know them all and take a personal pride in their accomplishments.

Woe be to the ref who makes a call against Coupeville, because Lisa will take them out to the woodshed, verbally, and spank the offending official all night long.

It’s always nice to see when Wolf athletes choose to interact with the pair, and return a bit of the love the couple send out to all Coupeville kids.

It’s things like that which truly set small town sports apart from all other things.

Joining them in the hall is the smack-talking (at least back in the day) hoops hotshot himself, Allen Black, who schooled numerous teams in the early 2000’s.

A First-Team All-Northwest League pick during his senior season in ’04, an honor he shared with fellow Hall o’ Famer Mike Bagby, Allen was the real deal on the court.

He remains so even now, as he haunts the gym he once ruled, content to play with his adorable little girl (mom is the very  talented former softball diamond queen Mandi Murdy).

Sometimes I wonder, when I see former greats sitting inches away from the current players, do these young ones have any idea of the kind of ball that “old” guy could play?

I kinda think Mr. Black could take the court today and drop 20+ on these guys, but is content not to.

He seems very happy in his relative anonymity, and, having seen him come of age hanging out endlessly at Videoville, it’s nice to see him doing so well these days.

Sorry, not sorry, to blow your cover, superstar.

Our next inductee, Courtney Boyd, literally grew up in Videoville, hanging out behind the counter, running my computer, “liberating” my pastries and telling everyone I was her dad and “when are you going to pay mom her child support?!?!?”

On the field, she was an All-Conference midfielder in soccer and a three-year letter winner in basketball, where she was a feisty force of nature.

After graduation, she’s gone on to produce two of the cutest children to ever walk the Earth and can really do no wrong in my eyes.

Yes, she’s that amazing — though still quite capable of harassing me in front of strangers.

O’Neil, completing the trend started above, has three super-cute kids and is that rarity, a busy mom who can, and does, keep a million plates flying in the air at once.

Today we’re honoring her for a moment, one which still stands tall almost eight years later.

The night was Jan. 18, 2008, the opponent was that most dastardly of foes — King’s — and the Coupeville girls’ basketball squad looked doomed on its own home court.

After fighting from behind all game, the Wolves trailed by two with seven seconds to play in overtime, and had the ball in Hayley Ebersole’s hands.

The senior guard drove the ball up-court, where she threaded the ball to Kassie on the left side of the circle as the clock continued to run down to nothing as quickly as possible.

Every fan, every defender expected the same thing — a drive up the lane in an effort to net a foul call and a chance to tie.

Instead, Kassie threw convention out the window, went straight up and banked a three-ball off the glass a whisper before the buzzer, winning the game 33-32 and setting off a riot of celebration.

The win clinched a #1 playoff seed for the Wolves, caused most of the King’s players to break into tears (one would like to think, at least) and sealed the deal on the then-Miss Lawson being a legend.

Kassie would go on to play college ball before she started to build her own all-star team of young lads, but that one moment, when she showed guts and went for the glory, failure be damned, will remain her defining on-court moment.

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   Jay Roberts (top) and his 4 x 100 mates from ’86 are joined by (l to r) Joli (Smith) Bartell, Greg White and Linde Maertens. (Photos courtesy Konni Smith, Ally Roberts and John Fisken)

When they set records, they SET records.

The 28th class inducted into the Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame includes four guys who have held a CHS track record for three decades and the greatest single-season player Wolf volleyball has ever seen.

Toss in two of the most talented multi-sport stars ever to rep the red and black (or red and white, if you prefer) and this is truly a class which stands tall.

With that, we welcome into these hallowed digital walls Joli (Smith) Bartell, Greg White, Linde Maertens and the 4 x 100 relay unit of Jay Roberts, Bill Carstensen, Rick Alexander and Tony Killgo.

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

Oh, and also on the leader boards of their respective sports at CHS, where they seem content to remain for quite some time.

Our first inductees go in as a team, because that’s how they made their biggest mark.

In an ever-changing world, track records are set to be broken, and yet what Carstensen, Roberts, Alexander and Killgo did back in the “olden” days hasn’t been touched.

This spring will mark the 30th anniversary of the day they teamed up to run the 4 x 100 relay in a crisp 43.9 seconds, a mark that has stood tall in the face of passing time.

Fast runners have come and gone over the past three decades — track has always been one of Coupeville’s strongest sports — and yet no quartet has toppled what currently sits as the longest-standing CHS track record in the books.

If that doesn’t make them Hall worthy, I don’t know what does.

Joining them is Smith, who was riding high at CHS in the early ’90s when I first worked as a Sports Editor at the Whidbey News-Times.

Volleyball, basketball, softball, she was as solid and dependable an athlete as I have ever covered, a true star, but one who worked hard every single day to achieve that level.

She was the glue who held her Wolf teams together, and, if you needed one hit, one basket, one dive across a volleyball floor to save a ball that seemed dead-set on going out of play, she was your woman.

Over the years since, there have been many talented CHS athletes — her niece, Emma Smith, just had a sensational freshman season on the volleyball court her aunt once owned, but Joli remains one of the best we have ever had here — as a player and as a person.

Our next inductee is sort of the male counterpart to Smith.

White was a stalwart for the Wolf football and basketball squads and a guy who has gone on to mix continued athletic success (he’s a key part of the Red Pride hoops team that owns the annual alumni tourney and runs in Ragnar events) with imparting his wisdom as a youth coach.

But to truly understand how much of an impact he made during his time at CHS, you don’t need to look at the stats (though they are super-solid).

Just talk to the guys he played with or the ones who came up right behind him, and a hush falls over the crowd.

Dustin Van Velkinburgh, himself a Hall inductee, once said:

Greg White was the man!

If he saw you in the gym, he’d come up and show you, throw like this, you’ll get a better result.

We went white water rafting with Youth Dynamics one time and Greg was back home from college.

On the trip, our boat got caught in a whirlpool and we got sucked in. We managed to help each other and came out OK.

Grabbing Greg and pulling him back in the boat, it was like saving Superman in a lot of ways for me.

Kicking in the door to join White is the most athletically successful foreign exchange student CHS ever lucked into.

Belgium’s finest, Linde Maertens, wasn’t even supposed to be a Wolf, with her host family living in Oak Harbor when she arrived in 2008.

But in a stroke of luck, OHHS was full-up on exchange students, and Coupeville volleyball coach Toni Crebbin got an incredible present out of nowhere.

Maertens, who these days is back spiking in her native country, stepped on the court and as fast as you could say “Juppa!” (a cheer from her homeland the Wolves began to use after an ace or kill) she elevated Wolf volleyball to a level it had never seen before, or since.

In her one year on the court for the Wolves, she set game and season marks in kills (21 and 167) and a season mark in digs (248), all of which still stand.

A veteran of international play, Maertens had a style that set her apart, even if provincial refs in these parts didn’t always know quite what to make of the high-flying whiz.

“She put her foot out to kick the ball, which wasn’t legal at the time,” Crebbin said with a laugh. “She also got called for illegal screening, a first for my team.

“We’ve had foreign exchange students in the past, and some have said they played, but she was the first one who exceeded our expectations.”

Crebbin and Maertens fostered a friendship that has endured after the player’s return home. While she was in Coupeville, Linde spent considerable time with her new coach’s family, including holidays and school breaks.

Having played club level volleyball in Belgium, Maertens had rarely played in front of large crowds. That changed during her time as a Wolf, and a mutual love affair played out.

“That year we had a great fan base, which she absolutely loved,” Crebbin said.

From all of those fans, and many more, you may have physically left the building, Linde, but you will always be a permanent part of Wolf Nation.

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Amanda Fabrizi is joined by fellow Hall o' Fame inductees (l to r) Chad Gale, Pete Petrov, Gavin Keohane and Eldon Jenne.

   Amanda Fabrizi (top) is joined by fellow Hall o’ Fame inductees (l to r) Chad Gale, Pete Petrov, Gavin Keohane and Eldon Jenne.

Speed. Size. Grit and tons and tons of talent.

The five members of the 27th class to be inducted into the Coupeville Sports Hall ‘o Fame left a lasting impact on the town, even though one made his greatest mark a world away.

So, let’s fling open the doors to these hallowed digital walls and welcome Chad Gale, Amanda Fabrizi, Petar Petrov, Gavin Keohane and the late, great Eldon Jenne.

From this point on, you can find them living up at the top of the blog under the Legends tab.

Our first inductee, Gale, remains one of the quickest guys to ever stroll the hallways at Coupeville High School.

A state meet veteran, two of his marks still sit on the CHS track record board more than 25 years after he originally set them.

Gale’s marks in the 110 hurdles, set in 1988, and the 300 hurdles, slapped down in ’86, have withstood every challenge since then. They remain as two of the longest-standing records in school history.

From Mitch Pelroy to Lathom Kelley, fleet-footed Wolves have come gunnin’ for Gale over the years, but none have been able to take his legacy down yet.

Though, truth be told, if someone one day does eclipse his stats, they won’t begin to dim how brightly his star shone.

Our second inductee is our most recent CHS grad.

Fabrizi was a basketball gunner, a volleyball jack-of-all-trades and a loud ‘n proud cheerleader during her days as a Wolf, and the Class of 2014 grad worked her tail off to achieve greatness.

Off the court, she was as sweet a person as you will meet, a proud big sis and a devoted animal lover.

On the court, she would tear your arm off and hit you with it, bringing a nice touch of grittiness to her game.

Time and again, she and running mate (and fellow Hall ‘o Famer) Breeanna Messner would be underestimated by other teams because they didn’t shout and pound their chests and seemed like genuinely reasonable people.

But poke them and the steel in their spines would come out on full display.

Fabrizi, especially in her stellar senior season, never backed down from taking a big shot and she was good at it, continually dropping her little running hook that, as her coach, David King, joked, looked like someone playing the game Barrel of Monkeys.

Was it a textbook shot? Perhaps not. Was it deadly effective and carried the Wolves to big wins? Without a doubt.

The ultimate testament to Fabrizi?

Regardless of the sport, over the years every single one of her coaches I spoke to her praised her. That universal acclaim was rare, and well-deserved.

Our next two inductees, Petrov and Keohane, go in together a day after leading the Red Pride to a win in the Tom Roehl Roundball Classic.

Both are charging hard at their 20-year reunions (Pete left CHS in ’97, Gavin in ’99) but they are still two of the best basketball talents to ever grace the hardwood in Cow Town.

They were beasts back in the day, went on to play college ball (Olympic College and Occidental College, respectively) and can still turn it on at a moment’s notice in their mid-thirties.

Keohane, tall and bearded like the fishing boat captain he is in the real world, still has the silkiest shot known to man, something he proved by scorching the field in the mid-tourney three-point shooting contest Saturday.

Petrov, ripped as ever and now competing as a weight lifter, made his Roundball debut Saturday and it was like he never left.

Crashing through the paint, knocking defenders back five feet with just a flex of his chest, draining jumpers from all angles, he was the tourney’s unofficial MVP and seemed to be enjoying himself as much as his enthusiastic fan section (led by teammate Mike Vaughan’s parents) was.

Watching them baffle the young guns and flawlessly run and gun to another title Saturday was a potent reminder of how good they were back in the old days.

And jumping back to the really old days, we honor our final inductee, who may be the only Coupeville native to ever compete in the Olympics.

Jenne popped in to the world in 1899, progeny of Edward and Agnes Jenne, and while his athletic exploits came off Island (he went to Mount Vernon High School), he remains, by birthright, one of ours.

First came his time at Washington State University (he’s in their Hall of Fame), where he was an All-American track and field athlete while also lettering in football.

A member of the US team at the 1920 Olympic games in Antwerp, Belgium, Jenne claimed seventh there in the pole vault, then returned to Wazzu and won the NCAA Championships in ’21.

After college, he was a successful coach in Oregon, first in high school, where he won state championships in boys’ basketball and football.

Jenne followed that up with a run as football and mens’ basketball coach at Pacific University and was inducted into the Oregon Sports Hall of Fame in 1983.

So now, 22 years after his passing, and 95 years after his moment at the Olympics, we welcome Mr. Jenne to his third Hall of Fame, and welcome him home, to where it all began.

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Georgie Smith (51)

   Georgie Smith (#51, top, back row) joins (l to r, bottom) Ben Etzell, Makana Stone, Chris Tumblin and Tom Eller (cap) as crafters of Hall-worthy moments.

When I first started my Coupeville Sports Hall o’ Fame, there was one quick dissenter.

His argument?

The “athletic history of the school is already up on the gym walls.”

And right then I knew I really, really needed to do this thing.

Why you ask?

Because what is up on the CHS gym walls is a mere fraction of this town’s sports history, and, if that is the only thing newcomers have to go off of, they’ll be reading one slim chapter out of a really thick book.

I mean, start with the banners on the wall in the gym itself, which stretch all the way back to … 1990.

You’re going to tell me the school never won a single title in the ’40s? ’50s? ’60s? ’70s? ’80s? Bull crap.

Just because the school has never researched those titles and hung banners (say, for the undefeated ’74 CHS football team) doesn’t mean they didn’t happen.

And what of teams that had amazing seasons, such as the 2009-2010 Wolf boys’ basketball squad, which went 16-5, but lost out on a title banner by the slimmest of margins? Is that season not worthy of remembrance?

Head down the hallway, where the Athlete of the Year winners hang, and it’s impressive. But not complete.

Many great Wolf athletes never won that honor, for a variety of reasons. Some years (or decades) were stacked with multiple should-be winners, while in others, like with the Oscars, the winners were just flat-out the wrong choice.

And I could go on and on, but, eventually, we need to get to today’s honorees, the members of the 26th class to be inducted into my virtual hall o’ reclaimed history.

Keeping in that spirit, I’m veering off a bit today and inducting no athletes or coaches or teams or contributors, but instead, five moments.

Two memorable quotes, one moment of ultimate sacrifice, one quirky reminder it’s all fun and games and one transcendent season which never got its just due.

All five of which you would have no freakin’ clue about from looking at the gym walls.

For their contributions to our living history, we welcome Chris Tumblin, Georgie Smith, Ben Etzell, Tom Eller and Makana Stone. After this, you can find their contributions atop this blog, under the Legends banner.

We kick things off with our quotemeisters.

Tumblin, who’s already in the Hall with the state champion Little League team he coached, has always been a dependable go-to guy for words of wisdom and wit.

On this day, we remember him for an immortal quote he delivered after watching Josh Bayne wreck folks in a Wolf football game.

Josh had one tackle on a receiver, folded him in half like a cheap hooker who was punched in the gut by her pimp. He had to sit out for awhile and wait for his liver to start working again.”

How is that not emblazoned on the entrance to the CHS locker rooms? I’d pay a dollar to see that.

Smith, an ’89 CHS grad who went on to work as a journalist before returning to farm the prairie quite successfully for many years now, is on a very short list of former Wolf athletes who declined my invite to reminisce about their prep sports days.

Her response to my inquiry remains, far and away, the best dismissal I ever got.

“Well, if there was one thing I sucked at David, it was high school sports.

“So if you want to do a story about how in a small town EVERYBODY gets to play on the basketball team (even if you can’t dribble to save your life) or the volleyball team (even if you were scared shit-less every time somebody spiked the ball at you) that would be me.

“I can tell you the story about the ONE TIME I tried to steal the ball in basketball and it was so ridiculous that when the play was over I looked over to see my coach with his head between his knees laughing til he cried. So if so, sure.”

Well, now I want to hear her other stories even more.

Our third moment came via Eller, who was a pretty dang good softball coach and teacher. My memory of him, though, comes from the football press box in the early ’90s.

CHS didn’t have a buzzer to announce the end of quarters at the time, so instead, Eller would fire off a starters pistol to alert the players and refs.

Every single time (at least the way I remember it) he would lean out through what was then an open press box window and tell fans to cover their ears.

Then, huge grin on his face, he would wait until they assumed it was safe to uncover their ears, at which point he would suddenly fire the pistol overhead, causing them all to jump. Then he would laugh and laugh.

It worked every time, and remains one of the best memories I have of covering high school sports.

Would you know about it from looking at the gym walls? Heck no. Hall worthy? Heck yeah!

Our fourth inductee, Etzell, was a standout athlete, a Cascade Conference MVP in baseball, a high-scoring machine in basketball and a state tourney vet in tennis. At some point, he’ll probably make the Hall for all that.

For the moment, we’re going to honor him for the time he ripped off his knee caps.

Playing a doubles match against South Whidbey in 2012, Etzell, channeling his baseball heritage, threw himself (and his bare knees) airborne twice.

Cement and skin are not an ideal match (“Everyone who was watching went berserk, including me!!” said coach Ken Stange, a life-long tennis ace who admitted he had never, and would never, replicate the feat), but Etzell converted both shots, then spent the rest of the season covered in horrifying-looking leg wounds.

Etzell had a lot of big moments as a Wolf, but, frankly, that’s how we’ll always remember him — bloody, unbowed, a one-of-a-kind maniac who played with abandon and never, ever backed down from a challenge.

And then we arrive at our final moment, a five-week span from Mar. 21-April 27, 2012, in which Stone, then a Wolf freshman, started her high school track career by winning her first 28 races.

No one else in CHS history has come remotely close to her run, not even state champs like Kyle and Tyler King, Jon Chittim or Amy Mouw.

Whether it was the 100, 200, 400 or the relays (she ran in the 4 x 100, 4 x 200 and 4 x 400), Stone was first, and only first, every time she stepped on the track until she finally ran into a mammoth field of seasoned state vets from 4A, 3A and 2A at the epic-sized Lake Washington Invitational.

She actually ran her best times of the season at that meet, went on to add four more wins that season and medaled at state in the 4 x 200.

Toss in a strong soccer season and an even better basketball season, and Stone was the biggest slam-dunk in school history to be named Athlete of the Year — an award which had NEVER before had any age restrictions attached to it.

Or so you, me and all the voting coaches who I talked to that year would have thought…

In Oscar terms, Stone “losing” that year was equal to Saving Private Ryan “losing” to Shakespeare in Love. A travesty wrapped in an abomination.

Go look at those gym walls, as our naysayer preferred, and you would have no clue of what a tragedy went down that year.

Good thing we have another way to celebrate our athletic legacy.

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David and Amy King (top) are joined by fellow Hall o' Fame inductees (l to r) Aaron Trumbull, Mike Engle, Amy (Mouw) Fasolo and Beauman Davis.

   David and Amy King (top) are joined by fellow Hall o’ Fame inductees (l to r) Aaron Trumbull, Mike Engle, Amy (Mouw) Fasolo and Beauman Davis.

Class acts.

The six people who comprise the 25th class to be inducted into the Coupeville Sports Hall ‘o Fame hail from different sports and are getting in for different reasons.

Two for the impact they have made as coaches, two for stellar athletic careers and two for moments in time when they sacrificed for the good of their teams and their sport.

But what unites this six-pack is those two words — class acts.

It’s why they’re being inducted, and why we should be honored to plop their names (and games) up on top of this blog, where they will live on under the Legends tab.

So, with that, let’s welcome Mike Engle, Amy (Mouw) Fasolo, Aaron Trumbull, Beauman Davis and the coaching combo of David and Amy King.

Our first inductees are the two-for-one deal of Mr. and Mrs. King, who are still very much in the prime of their careers.

Unlike some other Halls, my digital one doesn’t require you to be retired for entrance.

We could list off their accomplishments to start.

The Kings led the 2014 Coupeville High School softball team to state, one surprising win at a time.

Getting the best out of every one of their players, the duo made a roster comprised largely of role players believe in themselves at the most important time of the year, stunning the softball world and earning the program’s first trip to the big dance in 12 years.

Not content to sit on their laurels, the Kings then brought home the school’s first league title banner in 13 years with the 2014-2015 CHS girls’ basketball squad.

Again drawing something from everyone on the roster, they led the varsity to a 15-7 record, the JV to a 14-5 mark. Both squads went a perfect 9-0 in league play.

Toss in Amy’s coaching in volleyball and both of the Kings work with local athletes in multiple sports away from high school and they are having a huge, positive impact on a generation of athletes who are taking Coupeville athletics to new heights.

Furthering their cause for election?

They join Willie Smith and Ken Stange as the gold standard for delivering game info, stats and interesting side stories, especially when their teams are on the road, and then they take it a step further with Amy reeling off behind-the-scenes photos like a pro.

I could go on and on about their coaching style — which mixes family, tough love and a commitment to hard work, while finding the sweet spot when it comes to being firm without embarrassing their athletes in public — but we do have some other inductees to get to at some point.

The next two of those, Trumbull and Davis, are being tabbed for creating great moments, probably without even realizing it at the time.

Last year the Port Townsend JV boys’ soccer squad arrived in Coupeville with only six players. To give those guys, and the Wolf JV, a chance to play, the two coaches agreed to play 7-on-7 instead of 11-on-11.

But to make it to that, Davis had to agree to switch sides, pulling a red jersey over his CHS white one, and playing along side guys he had never met, or practiced with — while his own varsity teammates good-naturedly razzed him from the stands.

Without knowing anything about the RedHawks style of play, Davis acquitted himself nicely, almost scoring on Coupeville at one point, and Port Townsend won 3-0.

It was a small moment, but it resonated — an athlete willing to do something out of their comfort zone for the good of their teammates and rivals — and should be remembered with pride.

Trumbull, who was a solid two-sport star for the Wolves (basketball, baseball) made a similar move during his junior season.

Coupeville didn’t quite have enough players to field a full JV squad, which meant one or two non-senior varsity guys would have to agree to slide down and join the second squad for games to happen.

The moment which stands out for me was when a varsity player refused the assignment, and then Trumbull, who was a much higher-ranked player than the wuss, stepped in to take the slot.

Instead of being embarrassed at “playing below himself” like the other guy (who will slide into the anonymous obscurity he deserves), Aaron sacrificed for his teammates and made sure they got to play.

Trumbull had a lot of big plays at the varsity level in both of his sports, but that moment, when he chose team over personal feelings, will stand as his ultimate testament.

He was a Wolf, to the core, and we honor him the same way he honored his team, his school and his sport.

Our final two inductees are two of the most dominant athletes we’ve ever had at CHS.

After moving to Cow Town with her very talented sisters (Beth and Sarah), Amy was a star in volleyball, basketball and track and was tabbed the CHS Female Athlete of the Year in 2002-2003.

Eternally bubbly and genuinely one of the nicest people to trod the earth, the mother of two (and my former favorite teller at People’s Bank during her time there) still holds the school record in the 800 after 12 years.

She won the state title in 2003, and, frankly, looks like she could still whip most of the current Wolf track athletes in a sprint, if necessary.

Joining her is Engle, an ’82 CHS grad and fellow Athlete of the Year winner.

Pick a sport and he excelled, whether it was football, basketball, baseball or track.

How big was his impact? At the time of his graduation, he held the school records in the shot put, discus and javelin and was named an All-Conference football player based on just FOUR games.

I kid you not.

During his senior season, Engle had already racked up 60+ tackles when an injury prematurely ended his season. Still, with just a fraction of work to look at, league coaches had no problem hailing him.

Since those days, he’s gone on to deliver three athletic children to CHS (son Dalton is also in the Hall) and continues to serve his town and Island as a decorated firefighter.

Six inductees, all united by their ability to class up the joint with their election.

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