@HockeyForever: ROZANOV AND HOLLANDER FOUGHT!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! #shock #HockeyNews #Fight #RozanovHollander@PuckBunnyOfficial: I AM IRREVOCABLY CONVINCED. Rozanov just used his whole body to shield Hollander from his own defenseman while they were being dragged to the box. That wasn't a fight, that was tango! "I can hit him, but you can't!" #Hollanov #HateWithBenefits

He learned to gauge the danger by the sound of a bottle opening. Stolichnaya was bearable: his father drank slowly and would fall asleep in his armchair by midnight. Russky Standart was worse: he drank fast, and the "talks" would start. But Pertsovka, the pepper vodka, was for his darkest days. Then he'd be completely silent. Ilya hated Pertsovka. It didn't just smell like vodka—it smelled of fear, sticky and sweet, like his mother's valerian drops. Or: Ilya's Childhood.