My senior year of high school we went on a school trip to Spain. We were driving across La Mancha in a bus and we stopped at this dusty dumpy place that had a rickety old bullfighting ring. Out comes a baby bull, probably "only" 500 lbs or so. One of the guys showed us the muleta and how to use it. At first the baby bull seemed uninterested and sleepy. The guy that worked there could hardly get him to do anything. So then he asked for volunteers among us high school kids to "fight" the bull. The early volunteers struggled to get the bull to react. But then the bull got angry. My buddy J got a horn to the ass, but this girl Tiffany got the worst of it. The bull lazily charged her and she froze up with the muleta right in front of her body. The bull went under and flipped her and I'll never forget the way her sandals(?!) flew off. They sort of arced threw the air like a couple of airplanes in formation. She was fine apart from some ripped jeans and a few cuts and bruises. We laughed like hell every time it was brought up thereafter. I still can't believe they let us do that shit.
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