I can just imagine what he was thinking at that moment: "So this is how I die."
That is the risk one takes when one gets close to a ton of raging, wounded ,blood spattered, taunted beyond endurance dangerous animal.
The Picadors ride out on horse back and fling spears into the Animal to cause it pain, get it roused and MAD as Hell. Then some idiot armed with a red cape comes out and teases the animal until it attacks him.
Now I have nothing against this ancient tradition. Takes years of training before a man/woman can survive the ring.
Shades of the coliseum that pit man against wild animals or each other.