My unimportant headcanon is that Shane has never lost a fight on ice. He rarely drops his gloves but when he does, it means the other guy did something to piss him off bad enough to make him lose his cool. And he never loses the fight because baseline, Shane is a spectacular athlete, and is strong and sturdy and sharp. He's observed these players on tape way too closely and is aware of all their weak spots. He'll always be the last one standing if it's a balance game on skates. And his punches hurt like fuck because he's sculpted his body into a weapon. There's a bit of disillusionment around Shane as perceived by some players because they attribute his success to innate talent, ignoring the psychotic obsession Shane has for being a hockey player and being a winner. It's easy to ignore his immense effort and focus, and they learn that lesson the hard way when their ears start ringing and mouth starts tasting like blood. Turns out, "pretty boy" has a nasty right hook.
