Wonder which one this poor guy was in? I also wonder which one that racist Spike Lee was in for whatever commercial he made (I think).
As we say in Texas, "You mess with the bull, and you'll get the horns."
Why does a kid from New York go all the way to Spain to do that. He could have just as much fun going to the closest interstate and try dodging cars all day.
It's terrible that a 31 year old guy will be paralyzed for the rest of his life but geez...what an idiot.
I know he's not dead, but he may still qualify for a Darwin Award.....
Rare is the article like this that doesn't include such a line...
He's paying big time for doing something really, really stupid. He has my sympathy. I hope that he recovers.
But this guy was 31. Too old. You get no air when trying to jump at 31.
31 is around the age when you should start calling the younger guys running with the bulls idiots.
Blade: The rodeo clown is the most DANGEROUS job, ’cause he gets CLOSEST to the BULL. He gets the BEST of the BULL! HOOK to the left! HOOK to the right! And if the bull rider’s in trouble, he’s gotta protect him, even if it means gettin’ his ribs pulled out, or bein’ freight-trained...Harry Monroe: Freight-trained?!
Blade: Run over, just like a freight train, only with a bull, it’s worse, cause a freight train don’t BACK UP and FINISH the JOB.
— Stir Crazy.
While in Spain, a friend asked whether I wanted to run with the bulls and enter the arena free of charge, or pay 50 pesetas and watch those effing idiots corraled inside with the vaquillas and bulls.
I paid the 50 pesetas; some of those idiots running with the bulls paid much more...
There is no cure for stupidity
An American touring Spain stopped at a local restaurant following a day of sightseeing. While sipping his sangria, he noticed a sizzling, scrumptious looking platter being served at the next table. Not only did it look good, the smell was wonderful.
He asked the waiter, "What is that you just served?" The waiter replied, " Ah senor, you have excellent taste! Those are bulls testicles from the bull fight this morning. A delicacy!"
The American, though momentarily daunted, said, "What the hell, I'm on vacation! Bring me an order!"
The waiter replied, "I am so sorry senor. There is only one serving per day because there is only one bull fight each morning.
If you come early tomorrow and place your order, we will be sure to save you this delicacy!"
The next morning, the American returned, placed his order, and then that evening he was served the one and only special delicacy of the day.
After a few bites, and inspecting the contents of his platter, he called to the waiter and said, "These are delicious, but they are much, much smaller than the ones I saw you serve yesterday!"
The waiter shrugged his shoulders and replied,
"Si senor. Sometimes the bull wins.
I missed this on first read, great tradition.
Back in the mid 80's I had a chance to watch a bullfight in Acapulco. It was a very sobering experience and one that I don't care to watch again. That's why I cheer on the bulls in Pamplona as its their only chance for payback......