I used to collect rugby players ... and this is one I'd love to have in my playroom for an hour so!
He was part of a touring French team and, after a night on the town in Wellington after a game, said he was attacked by five men while on the way back to his hotel. He was left with cuts and bruises on his face and a suspected fractured eye-socket. The whole of NZ were embarrassed by this attack and greater security measures were being called for for visiting teams ... until the boys in blue investigated and discovered that there had been no attack. The lying little shit was drunk in his hotel room, fell and smashed his face against a bedside table.
While a simple lie like this may not seem that big a deal, it has the potential to seriously effect NZ's reputation as a tourist destination and as a suitable host for future sporting events.
Methinks Mathieu Bastareaud should be shot with a ball of his own shit ...