He's 15 and plays Junior A hockey (what discipline!). Every evening it's lights out at 10 (what dedication!) and on again at 6 for push-ups (what pecs!). I love Chad for: 1) his sweaty helmet hair; 2) the way his jeans are baggy around the butt, but not too baggy, like a real-life Gap ad; 3) his "he shoots he scores" play-by-play while taking slap shots against the garage under the moonlight; and 4) the way he rides his dad's old bike with Todd perched on the fender, like the kind of older brother you see in TV movies. I want to ride that fender one day, the smell of Zest deodorant soap wafting between us and the sound of hockey cards thwacking against the spokes!