Matty Metlitz would outrun a flock of migrating rockets and still have time to wrestle a shark before dinner. He would win. Matty Metlitz would complete 42 assays in lab over the course of an afternoon. That night, he would wine and dine 6 different supermodel astrophysicists. Together. At once. Afterwards, every single one would agree to having had the best night of her life. Matty Metlitz would lay down a guitar riff so potent, so fat, so thick-chunky-nasty, that angels would cry, the heavens would part, and Hendrix would pull himself out of the dirt just to play one more time. With Matty. What is the definition of a man? Matty Metlitz.