Remarkably, it's only the 15th official death at the Pamplona bull run since 1924. Capuchino—a brown angry fellow who comes from a farm notorious for its feisty bulls—fell down early in the run and got separated from the rest of the pack, which apparently is not a good thing. He became disoriented and aggressive, began charging erratically, and in the process gored three others and injured six more because he's a freaking bull.

He's probably dead at the hands of some swishy matador by now, but at least he chalked one up for his side on the way out.

Man gored to death by bull in Pamplona run [Telegraph]
Mess With The Bull, You Get The Horns (And Killed) [Friends of the Program]

Fidrych was found dead this afternoon after an apparent accident on his farm in Northborough, Massachusetts. He was found lying underneath a pickup truck that he was presumably working on. He played just four years in the majors, all with Detroit, before injuries shut him down permanently, but he won the 1976 Rookie of the Year Award and baffled everyone with his odd delivery and wacky antics on the mound—including talking to the ball—that made him a legend of the game. He was just 54.

Yup. Today really sucks.

Mark Fidrych dies at Mass. home [My Fox Boston]