2024-04-21 20:39:47
The Sevillian cut off one ear the very hard evening that closed a great fair; El Fandi was unfairly denied his reward and walked around; and Escribano returned as a superman to a full square
The flint miurada was a litmus test for the heroic shortlist: El Fandi, Escribano and Esau, who cut an ear – which should not have been the only one – from the very hard evening that closed the wonderful April Fair.
Manuel Escribano time trial, the superman against the victorinos, to come back more or less than Miura’s run, and against the doctors’ criteria, he had a happy ending. Seville gave a standing ovation to welcome him. On the way, over the goring, the suffering to recover muscle injuries, a broken rib, the vastus medialis and broken serratus and I don’t know how many other things. His companions also praised. When his time came, he grabbed his cape and went, again, to the bull pint gate. A huge nut tree appeared that attracted attention and caused a few moments of distress. Escribano stood with the voice, fought the long one and showed that the work is brutal physical and fisi – glory to José Antonio Salas Lluch – which gives its results: he escaped with power when the miuraco was left behind and he was left without a weapon.
After he recovered the calico, he looked at the lines with great joy and a great echo of the lines. The terrible head of the bull was carried through the clouds, striking his head. For this reason, it did not seem like the most convenient idea, despite its merit, to open the task with passes exchanged behind the goal. They destroy more than they command. Since then everything great work of the matador Gerena It consisted, precisely, of controlling his height, fighting cleanly, avoiding the final blow of the trip that went through the stick, never giving in. Escribano started with gross mobility in front, which gave the intensity of the approach. Location and times in laborious work. When recognition was felt, the sword didn’t go in properly – the beast was so tall (the tallest of the six), its humiliation was nullified – and it evaporated.
Back to porta gayola, the banderillas, the fight against the fifth cardeno, a very lying bull who pretended to be asleep, without passing by, crouched like a predator behind the bush. And when the bullfighter was within range, wham, he attacked.
Fandi returned to the Maestranza to fulfill the pending debt – due to an injury caused by crossing the desert – for killing the miurada. Not only that: he went to porta gayola. He shared flags with Escribano in his own and in the next and in the end with powers and office. But the man from Miurea knew nothing of the shameful word. Driven by one piton, the right one, never giving up, Fandi fulfilled professionalism. Once again he went to the bullpen doorwhere he suffered a heart stop, unable to go through the long shift to react and fight on his feet.
A quarter also had the purple fur that is so prevalent on the Miura now – five out of six of the serious bullfighters and leather – but, above all, it carried those new patterns that make fresh blood questionable . Fandila The action always won over the stormy starters, courageous, never to face his almost 25 years of alternative. A very complicated navigational storm that was finally resolved by a more thorough thrust at sea. The box – you see, just today with the flint miuras – did not consider the request sufficient to grant the ear. After giving him his, he walked, without disgust, around the ring.
The third was the first, and perhaps the only one, to pick up. The new works also in the purple that gave anything away, very difficult. He made it very difficult for the team to nail him, taking the lead. Although it is true, they took it very long. Esaú Fernández took full part in a give-and-take fight, with the Miura thrashing around like a beast in its shoes. Esau drew on race and, above all, technique and fiber to touch the branch, pull and guide itto where he had always wanted. He ended up putting it in the crutch like the square in the task. Which brought out with emotional electricity. Razor cross at sunset. He grabbed a sword and poked a well-deserved long ear.
The sixth man could not deny his descent from the old man from Miurea, a garment. The butcher from Friday the 13th, a close friend. Esau wanted more and went to the bull pint gate so he wouldn’t be left behind. He toasted Fandi and Escribano. And the war was gone. Again. But now it was impossible.
MAESTRANZA SQUARE. Sunday, April 21, 2024. Last of the fair. Total. Miura bulls, all from Cutreños; serious, very complex, with severe mobility; very bad.
EL FADI, IN NAVY BLUE AND GOLD. Half a lunge and hair loss (regarding). In the fourth, a big thrust (application and return to the ring).
MANUEL ESCRIBANO, IN WHITE AND GOLD. Half crossed and fall and hair loss. Notice (greeting). In the fifth, half lunge (salute).
ESA FERNÁNDEZ, OF NAVY BLUE AND GOLD. Sword blow (ear). In the sixth, half lunge (oval intact).
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