I don't buy into that Hemingway-inspired mythology of bullfighting as metaphor for life one iota. It's not graceful. It's not artistic. And it's certainly not sport. What it is, is torture of large animals for the amusement of smaller ones. Namely, people.
Therefore, I take great amusement in watching and reading about idiots in white judo pajamas and dashing red bandanas getting gored by bulls in Pamplona. Serves 'em right. Go, bulls!