Sin Bin

As hockey's toughest enforcer, I've spent my entire career dropping gloves and racking up minutes in the sin bin.

But nothing has ever sent me to the penalty box faster than one reckless, hot as hell night with my publicist.

Sleeping with Zoe Mackenzie didn't just decimate our professional relationship, it shattered us, too.

Now I'm living in a new city, playing for a new team, and staring down the barrel of the Blades' final ultimatum:

Fix my bad boy reputation or kiss my stick goodbye.

Then I ...