Cockfight: In Training


We could see them fighting from the end of the street. It was the middle of the day, and a gambling sport that is illegal and hidden in the U.S. was taking place in broad daylight on a busy street corner in Ho Chi Minh. The roosters were not fighting so much as sparring. The owners told us that they were in training. The roosters, after a few moments of fighting, walked around with their chests puffed. One rooster strutted with what I could only describe as a type of arrogance, a pride. He crowed loudly even though there was no winner in this fight. It was a friendly match.


After the sparring match the men held their roosters and pried their beaks open with their fingers. They held the beaks open using their first and middle fingers while holding the birds in place between an arm and their leg. With a free hand they cupped water from the yellow bucket and dripped the water into the roosters’ beaks. The rooster were tipped downward as the men tapped at their necks. The birds made gurgling sounds similar to when children make an awwww sound as a friend drums on their back. Water and bits of feathers trickled onto the sidewalk.




After the cleaning the rooster posed with his owner who held him with darling and confident pride.

Place: Viet Nam, Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon)
Camera: EX-ZR700