Summary:

JJ slips an arm over his shoulders then, knocking Shane off centre. “Why do you look so serious?,” he pokes at Shane’s side. Because I have a tramp stamp that says my ass is property of the other team’s captain, is not something Shane can say out loud, so he just goes with, “Raiders home game, you know? Feeling the pressure.” JJ nods seriously, “yes, lots riding on this. Rozanov is just ahead of you in goals this season, yes?” “For now,” Shane mutters. “You will not let him finish first,” JJ declares, clapping him on the back when they reach their locker room. He never does, Shane thinks. / Shane gets drunk, and gets a tattoo. Ilya gets turned on.