Spanish Matador Iván Fandiño Fatally Gored During French Bullfight

Aire-sur-l’Adour, France – Veteran Spanish matador Iván Fandiño tragically died after being gored by a bull during a bullfighting event in southwestern France. The 36-year-old, known for his daring style and willingness to face the most formidable bulls, suffered fatal injuries after tripping over his cape in the ring.

The Spanish matador Iván Fandiño gestures during a bullfight on 2014 via Getty Images

The incident occurred at the Aire-sur-l’Adour bullring, where Fandiño was participating in a festival. While executing a maneuver, he stumbled, and the bull seized the opportunity to gore him in the torso. The horn punctured several vital organs, including his lungs, leading to severe internal bleeding.​
Mr Fandiño is assisted after the fight. He later died of his injuries (Iroz Gaizka/AFP/Getty)

As he was being transported to the hospital, Fandiño reportedly uttered his final words: “Hurry up, I’m dying.” Despite efforts to save him, he succumbed to his injuries en route.​

Fandiño’s death marks the first fatality of a matador in France in nearly a century, highlighting the inherent dangers of bullfighting. The incident has reignited debates over the practice, with animal rights advocates calling for its abolition, while supporters view it as a cultural tradition.​

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