The 22-year-old sharp-shooter and his friends approached a female security guard who was sitting in her parked cruiser. According to the guard the drunken bunch were bad news.
Mr Matthews walked away from the cruiser, dropped his pants, and grabbed his boxer short butt cheeks. Charming.
It seems the Leafs forward suffered a form of PTSD. Post-Truncated-Season Disorder.
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