In my days of bullfighting, i moved to Spain, because here in Portugal bulls use padding in the horns (not hardcore enough).
One day, one of the bulls horn perfurated my quad, right in my injection site, and, in anger, i killed the bull with my own hands. I was 300lbs with abs in those days.
When i got to the hospital, doctors told me i was very lucky because the horn didn't hit any major arterie, and even drained a cyst i had, from bad gear, filled with puss.
Strangest coincidence, after surgery, i found myself sharing the hospital room with Antonio Banderas, who was there recovering from an anal fistula surgery.
Within a week, the entire hospital was out of morphine, because i was using so much, due to my superman like tolerance to meds. I begg them for Advil, but they said it was very dangerous, i could get permanent kidney failure.
After leaving the hospital, i settled in Madrid, where i started training Paco Bautista, that would later become a Pro.