Failure Fair: Roca Rey, Figure from head to toe | Culture

You are not a maximum figure of bullfighting by chance, either just luckily; It is a figure by attitude, by commitment, for knowledge, by capacity, for being, ultimately, a bullfighter from head to toe. On the margin are the personal tastes, which for that the colors were made, but the incontestable, the undeniable, is that one is figure because it deserves it and demonstrates it in the square before the bull. That was, in summary, what Roca Rey did in Valencia in the first of the two necessary afternoons.

The passion thermometer rose so much tone in the third in the afternoon that was about to burst it. That third, a bull with more pythons than a trap, touched from the left, raided the road. The Victoriano del Rio deployed all his Velamn and Roca handled the helm, the so -called crutch, in an unappealable way. On knees, in the irrigation mouth, three changed in the back and the auction, already standing, with one chest, and the madness unleashed. With the fogy fuse, total mastery of the situation. Fundamental bullfighting splashed it with improvisations on the fly, like one of chest at feet together or a three in one, screwing the bull at the waist and changing the crutch. The bull gave the placement in the CITE or that of the bullfighter; long, in the average and short distance, great fixity, nobility and quality. Grooves did with the snout in the sand. If someone missed more fundamental bullfighting, two series with the left, of long natives and bossy, clear doubts. The madness in the laying. Some of his hand went before so much apotheosis and asked for the bull’s pardon. Roca, who had squeezed it to the fullest, tried to provoke it. The wisdom of the box became respect and Roca buried the sword before the clamor. The bull went around the ring with all merit. Exceptional bull. But for those who asked for forgiveness to Frenythat was the name of the bull, remind them of a detail: by rods it went unnoticed. He did not give up, nor pushed.

In the fifth something similar was expected, but any resemblance to the third was not even a pure coincidence. In this case, the caste, of delivery and bravery shone by their absence. It was a meek bull who even made Roca things complicated. The task never settled in a certain point of the ring. Roca looked for solutions in the third, without finding them, and only stripes inward the bull left very warm. Two disassembly in full struggle and a cast did not decrease the attitude of the Peruvian bullfighter. The end, already with the bull reluctant, was committed. There was no more.

Alejandro Chicharo took the alternative with the bull Alabardero, Number 140. Fine and harmonic bull. Without hesitation, the task began in the center of the ring, with knees and with one changed in the back. Ful -Fulfuro start. Noble bull with which the new matador coupled, even if a little more intensity was missing. Two natural series were noteworthy and one more citing, notable. But they did not reach the laying. The chest passes had a distinction and the final bernadins put a colophon to a good taste, but some spark was missing. Difficult to find such an important bull.

The sixth was another upward line bull. More adjusted chicharro in this, with the public also in favor. Good expression, low hand, and the most unloaded fate in round bullfighting on the right. The final carvings and one of the contempt put the prize on a tray. But the sword said no. When they dragged this last bull two hours and forty minutes from the Paseíllo.

Talavante arrived, stood in front of his bulls, killed them and goodbye very good. Without the commitment that is really supposed to a figure passed in its two bulls. Anodine and repetitive.