News, but not the serious kind
Do these pants make my butt look big?
Blog Guy, I’m back with more questions about the honorable sport of bullfighting.
Sure, but let me remind you, bullfighting isn’t a sport, it’s a “sport.” Big difference.
Sorry. So what is the essence of the matador’s code? I mean, what is foremost in his mind as he enters the ring for the classic confrontation between man and beast?
That’s an easy one. It’s, “How can I get the hell away from this snorting behemoth as pronto as possible?”
Take the bullfighter in the photo below. He’s calculating how much gauze and medical apparatus his assistants should put on him so the crowd won’t expect him to go into the ring.
I believe in bullfighting parlance it’s called El Sicko Dayo.
Wow! And did it turn out that an arm sling and four rolls of gauze were enough?
No. Next time I bet he’s smart enough to bring crutches and a neck brace.
Spanish bullfighter Cayetano Rivera gestures before a bullfight at the bull ring in Almeria, southeastern Spain, August 25, 2009. REUTERS/Francisco Bonilla