“Crio bulls to enjoy the figures,” a famous livestock proclaimed a few years ago. It wasn’t Juan Pedro Domecq, but it could be. He is the father of the Almibarada sweetness of Toro Bravo, the one that has come out today in the Maestranza to announce the postmodernity of the party.
These that have been dealt with in Seville have had no bull presence; They have been steers and, in addition, without horses, because most of them did not make blood or an analysis. But the six carried in their bowels a huge jar of goodness and cordiality, and not a single drop of Casta Brava. Bulls that did not instill respect or fear, but closeness and serenity. Bulls asking for kisses and hugs. And that is another party.
Steers, the six, so that the figures were exercised in the bullfighting, as if they were at a party between friends, in the desktop of a brotherhood meal; correct, beautiful, without tension or emotion. Bulls to enjoy the bullfighters … and the modern public, so dadivose, so pressed to the OLE, so insistent in the trophies request.
But that is another party, sweetened, caricatured, faded, without sauce, without enthusiasm.
It would be necessary to ask Castella if he enjoyed because, surely, he left angry at the hotel after the president denied his fifth ear after a petition that seemed majority. The truth is that the bullfighter did not make merit to walk the trophy before a supreme quality bull with which he found no connection along a messy and detached task. An even sweeter chocolate was the second, greedy and with an extraordinary rhythm in its onslaught. Castella walked there with a stroke as clean as cold, without breaking, without passionate to anyone. It was very good in a very tight Quito in which he executed two chicuelinas, two tafalleras, a caleserine and a long one, the best of his performance. And also tight the Bernadins with which he closed his work as a crutch in the second of the afternoon. Rafael Viotti, in that bull, and José Chacón and Alberto Zayas, on the other, greeted them in the third flags.
Nor is it clear that Diego Urdiales enjoyed before two other bulls to fight relaxed, without tightening or sweat. But he gave the impression that he preferred not to disregard, stay in his comfort zone and accompany when the onslaught were possible. Takel and intermittent was his task to which he opened a place, and with loose crutches, of little bond, to the room, to which he cut an ear of little weight.
And it would be necessary to tell Aguado that to be a figure you have to take a step forward at important moments, as this has been. You cannot exhibit a desperate conformism, throw four cards, expect the crutch to be natural and neat, and little else. This happened in the third, kind as all, whom he splashed with paintings, a right here, a natural there, two chickpeas kikirikis and a pair of helped. So, no. The sixth was the most bland of the litter, on a very short trip, with his face through the clouds, stop, and Aguado was blurred.
Raise bulls to enjoy the figures, said that farmer. Well, not even those. The bull party, despite the exquisite goodness of the juampedros And the extreme generosity of the current public must be something else.
By the way, he surprised the rigor of the president, Gabriel Fernández; wrong or not on this occasion, that is the way to recover lost prestige.
Domecq / Urdiales, Castella, Aguado
Bulls of Juan Pedro Domecq, Badly presented, very noble, soft – they were not chopped except for the first and the last – and of great quality for the crutch. They highlighted second and fifth in the final third.
Diego Urdiales: sick (ovation); Stopped (ear).
Sebastián Castella: Very rear lunge (ear); Very rear stake (Petición, return and anger to the president).
Pablo Aguado: prick and a half (ovation); media (silence).
Maestranza Square. May 8. Tenth Cumshot subscription of the April Fair. Full.