Sega released Bull Fight in 1984. I don’t know who came up with the concept for the game, but I like to think it was a man by the name of Tyler Everett. Now, I’ve never met this Tyler Everett fellow, but I choose to believe that he was a family man, rooted firmly in the idea of community, who rigidly followed the Jesuit teachings of his Pastor: Calvin Alverson.
You see, Calvin was a modest man who had unfortunately lived beyond his means. There was no limit, in fact, to his thirst for extravagance, his fixation on glamour. And it was ultimately this gluttonous flaw that would lead him down a path of destruction, vice, and finally death.
It’s a lesson Tyler Everett would take to heart, one that would inform his decision to make the gloriously callous and surprisingly brutal Bull Fight.
You play as Don Jose, a bullfighter tasked with fighting, well, bulls. It’s not exactly rocket science or root-beer jello, but it is pretty darn fun. You roam around a ring and lure a bull into charging the red cape you wave around. Then you stab and kill the bull, watching as blood seeps from the gaping sword wound, then erupts from the bull’s mouth and nostrils as it lies lifeless on the floor of the arena. It’s sweet.
The graphics are also solid considering the constraints that Tyler Everett was working under at the time.