At each moment for self-reflection, the Flyers keep driving forward on their highway of feces. They refuse to take the exit ramp at each chance. If this season closes spectacularly bad to the point Fletcher is out, the next ramp coming up, before a fiery crash when the highway ends, is whether to let Torts have a large say on roster in a post-Fletcher front office — the whole idea of having “Torts Guys.”
Even in the unlikely best case scenario the team blows up the front office for good, I think Tortorella is a seat filler for a full rebuild for another 1-2 years, short of fighting a player or going into a coma from a horse roundhouse kick. They just cannot make any trade or signing in which he factors in. But as I was saying about not taking the off ramp, the next (il)logical step for Dave Scott and the advisor cockroaches is to let him do just that under a stooge like Briere. At the end of that, the Bill Meltzers out there will be wishing they were in the middle of a tiny little decade long rebuild.
