Summary:

Ilya Rozanov told the hockey gods his plans: sign in Ottawa, start a charity named after his mother, date Shane Hollander, play hockey until the shelves in the trophy room collapse, retire, come out (?), kiss his someday husband in every boring restaurant and boring grocery store and public place imaginable.

After being carted off the ice with a career-threatening injury, Ilya has the distinct feeling he is being laughed at.