Christ.
Losing Tuch for a discounted, in-season trade return would be such a stomach punch.
Strike that, actually. It would be a forceful steel-toe boot kick in the ribs.
A stomach punch would suggest that, as a hockey fan, I'm still standing. I'm not. I'm more laying on the ground in a vaguely fetal position.
I would not blame the guy one bit for not re-signing here.