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Josh Wilsey

Josh Wilsey doin’ magic. (John Fisken photos)

It’s national Josh Wilsey day.

What? You didn’t know that was a thing? That his birthday was an event?

Have you not been paying attention? Seriously, time to catch up to the rest of us.

Wilsey, the one-time Wolf soccer wunderkind, is the kind of easy-breezy guy who bops through life to his own off-kilter tune.

He frequently amuses himself, and sometimes that’s all you need to be successful in life.

Toss in the fact he’s handy with his feet, as he demonstrated on the soccer pitch, and the dude is a winner.

He also gave me one of the better stream of consciousness articles I’ve run on this blog (https://coupevillesports.com/2013/01/23/the-team-being-rambunctious-we-broke-the-hot-tub/), and, if you haven’t read it yet, what are you waiting for?

So, there you go — some words from the man himself, a few photos of his days as a slice-and-dice wizard on the high school pitch and you’ve come to a better appreciation of what Mr. Wilsey has to offer the world.

Don’t you feel better? I know I do.

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Clay Hughes

Clay Hughes

He’s still The Man.

His high school football playing days may be done (heck, he’s even graduated from college at this point and has a real job), but Clay Hughes remains a larger-than-life myth in Wolf Nation.

They whisper about him in hushed tones, nodding quietly as they talk about how he would explode through the line, scattering South Whidbey players with every carry.

You can look at the numbers and know he was good.

StatewideStats.com tells you Clay rushed for 1,131 yards as a Wolf, crossing the 100-yard barrier five times.

Three times he broke 150 yards, crushing Concrete for 164 yards, ripping Sultan for 159 and decimating King’s for 158.

Though, in the end, probably none of those performances topped his 119-yard throttling of South Whidbey in Week 6 of 2006.

Coupeville obliterated the Falcons 27-8 that night and the tears flowed from Langley for weeks.

Nice.

Whether wearing the red and black and bouncing off of would-be tacklers or operating in the world of RV sales, as he does now, Hughes has never settled for second best.

So, today, on his birthday, we hail the once and future king and remind him of one thing.

You ‘da man, Clay. You ‘da man.

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Julia Myers, crackin' heads and takin' names.

Julia Myers, crackin’ heads and takin’ names.

OK, if you lean in real close and listen carefully, I’m going to tell you a secret.

You ready? Made peace with the universe and prepared to have your world rocked? Holding on tightly to the edge of the couch, in case the shock knocks you off the cushions?

Here we go…

Julia Myers is one of the nicest people you will ever meet.

Oh, I know, I know. Your brain just went poof and turned into liquid and ran out of your ear and is puddling down there on the carpet.

Your mom is gonna be so PISSED.

But now you’re saying to yourself, how can this be?

Cause you’ve seen Julia play basketball for Coupeville High School, elbows slicin’ and dicin’ like Ginsu as she hauled in boards, leaving people from King’s screaming and crying and blubbering.

And that’s just their whiny lil’ coach…

You’ve seen her drop epic stink eye on South Whidbey with just a glance. A glance that coated the court in ice and froze the Falcons in mid-stride.

Of course, if you were watching closely, you also saw Ms. Myers follow up those actions with a small, secret grin, content in the knowledge that she had just blown up the joint and thoroughly wrecked the concentration of any opponent hapless enough to cross her path.

Cause really, that’s the true Julia — one giant smile boppin’ through life to her own tune.

With her large, blended family at her back (OG cool cat and big sis Taylor Herreman taught her everything she needed to know about droppin’ the stink eye on morons), Myers is having fun when she plays, whether it’s soccer, basketball or tennis.

The fact she’s able to have fun is great, because she’s a tough lil’ bugger who refused to let a shredded knee slow her down. She had to sit out sports during her sophomore year, but she came roaring right back as a junior last year.

I hope her senior year is as awesome as she is, and plays out exactly to her hopes and dreams. Julia deserves that much.

Oh, and her birthday, which just happens to be today? May that be splendiferous as well.

Just don’t get between her and any birthday cake. Cause she’s not afraid to swing an elbow or two.

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Mckenzie Meyer

Mckenzie Meyer

Tony Maggio

Tony Maggio

Two Wolf legends were born today, a few years apart.

One, Tony Maggio, patrols the sidelines, guiding the CHS football squad on to gridiron glory, a mischievous grin usually on his face.

Except for that one time when, frustrated by incompetent refs, he just about wore out his baseball cap taking it on and off his head and waving it in frustration.

Eventually the hat sat by itself, alone, in the middle of the field, at which point the blind refs mistook it for an extra player on the field and called a penalty on Coupeville.

Still, Maggio was able to chuckle about the incident later, and he remains one of the most easy-going of coaches. A near-constant presence at CHS sporting events, he meets and greets with the best of them.

Our second Wolf is Mckenzie Meyer, who will be a freshman at CHS in the fall.

Basketball and track are but two of her many talents as Meyer keeps the athletic legacy of her family going strong.

The granddaughter of longtime Videoville/Miriam’s Espresso owner Miriam Meyer (who paid me to goof off for 12+ years, bless her heart!), Mckenzie is following a trail laid down by her aunts and uncles — Jennifer, Mike, Kathryn and Megan.

The first time I saw her play — during her 7th grade basketball season — it took me a moment or two to realize that yes, she was THAT Mckenzie Meyer, since my memories of her were when she was much younger and hangin’ around Videoville.

Now, I realize I’m old and I’ve adjusted to Mckenzie being an athletic superstar and not a lil’ girl getting gumballs from the store machine.

I still want to get paid to goof off, though.

Someone get Miriam on the phone. It’s time to put the store back together!

Anyone, anyone, Bueller, Bueller

Yeah, well, happy birthday to the M & M twins, while I sit over here in the corner and wait for the phone call.

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"Fast" Eddie Fasolo, all grown up and responsible and stuff, with girlfriend Alexa Glover.

“Fast” Eddie Fasolo, all grown up and responsible and stuff, with girlfriend Alexa Glover.

#45

#45, always with the rock in his hand.

Ken Stange hangs out with his tennis players. (Wendy McCormick photo)

Ken Stange hangs out with his tennis players. (Wendy McCormick photos)

I'm contractually obligated to run this photo with any story about Stange. Fact.

I’m contractually obligated to run this photo with any story about Stange. Fact.

They are the wild ones. The renegades. Individuals, through and through.

So, it’s kind of fitting that Ken Stange and “Fast” Eddie Fasolo share a birthday today — one day to honor two dudes who have always done it their way.

Stange is the barefoot-tennis-playin’, goatee-rockin’, dance-move-droppin’ net guru for the Wolves, a man who has made tennis the go-to sport at CHS for everyone from seasoned vets to green newbies not even sure which way to hold the racket on the first day of practice.

He’s had state meet participants under his watch, most recently Ben Etzell and Aaron Curtin last season, but it has always been his ability to bring in the player who had never thought about being an athlete in the first place that cements his rep.

The Wolf tennis squads have blossomed under his tutelage and grown by leaps and bounds. The deepest rosters of any sport at CHS and also the only ones where the coach is willing to recreate a Beyonce video with his players.

Across town, the legend that is “Fast” Eddie never grows old. He just gets more stories to tell.

The son of legendary OG surfer/coolest man to trod the Earth Bob Fasolo, Eddie starred on the hardcourt from the first moment he picked up a basketball.

Playing with brother Rob, the Fasolos laid down the smack (and, in the case of Eddie, talked a lot of it, too.)

But, while he could trash talk with the best of them, Eddie could also back it up, draining jumpers and playing the way his dad taught him — all out, all the time.

As he and girlfriend Alexa Glover await the arrival of their first child, the boy has become a man — and one his father would be proud of.

Can one day survive two legends celebrating their birthday at the same time? It’ll have to, because the dudes abide.

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