There are many places where war is fought. The trenches. The air. Behind enemy lines. Through subterfuge. However, when you need one man to fight in all those places, there’s only one person to call. Not Jason Bourne. Not James Bond. Not Sgt. Rock.

(Oh, he done broughtened it.)

You call 19-year-old Red Wings fan Zach Smith. Within a day, he’ll be there to sneak an octopus into Mellon Arena taped to his stomach and rush the ice with it for Game 4’s tipoff. When he’s tossed and threatened with arrest, he’ll change clothes into a cunning disguise (a Red Wings jersey) and stride back in for the rest of the Red Wings’ 2-1 win. Brilliant!

And now, our idea for a movie based on Zach Smith’s amazing adventures:

Read more…