I don't want to blame Radko Gudas for likely ending the season of his first line center who was enjoying a career year up until the point he got his legs violently clipped out from under him by an oblivious teammate. It's probably not his fault that, during the time of the year in which health is of the upmost priority, a moronic drill was designed to have to two professional hockey players receiving passes from opposite directions while at high rates of speed in the same area of the ice. Call me crazy, but I feel pretty confident in saying that the preeminent big dumb animal of all the big dumb animals that have filled the antiquated role of penalty box pundit/hooligan in the Flyers' lineup is forbidden from laying his graceless hands on the clipboard. Therefore, pointing a finger in his direction is relatively senseless given that the insanely dangerous collision somehow didn't appear to be too far off from how it was drawn up. Sadly though, I have no choice but to do just that. You see, in my eyes, Radko Gudas has long lost the benefit of the doubt. His "it was an accident" card has been punched so many goddamn times that it has more holes than the Flyers' postseason resume, and I'm pretty sure it got flat out revoked after that time he tried to behead someone with his stick. Add a full beard and an appetite for injury while subtracting any and all hirable qualities and he's basically 'Mayhem' from the AllState commercials. He lurks around for long enough and disaster is universally known to strike sooner rather than later, so no - his reputation is not currently insured from unfortunate circumstances that are outside of his control. Radko Gudas legitimately would have had a tough time throwing a dirtier hit if he was actually trying to, and that's truly saying something. That something is that the Flyers have been playing with fire by keeping him employed, and - while I hate making a joke of a seemingly avoidable injury to a high-level player - they finally burned themselves in a way that can't just be padded by Sidney Crosby's powerplay stats with their 'Broad Street Bullies' bullshit. Plus. can you really call something an accident when it's preceded by a warning sign?
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