Summary:

It was like watching ants in those transparent tunneled habitats: the intricate, horny communication rituals of the modern queer hockey player.

Or, five or so times Mikhail Popov (award-winning goaltender and gay fairy godmother) nudged Shane Hollander (his best goalie friend) and Ilya Rozanov (annoying hot guy he tolerates) toward their happily ever after, and the one time they finally chose it for themselves.