July Fair: Talavante’s bullfight subdued at the close of Valencia | Culture

An attempt at competition in quites arose in the first of the afternoon: tight saltilleras from Julio Norte and from Guadalajara the owner of the steer, Álvaro Serrano. A beautiful and rare moment in these times. That steer, defensive in rods, was early and clear for the crutch. Serrano began with help on his knees and, once standing, distinguished at times and eager at others. Talavante’s tireless and dedicated man on the crutch, although on the left piton he seemed somewhat reticent. Long play by Serrano, at times light, who gave the impression of having overworked himself a bit.

Jumping, somewhat slowed down at the end of the muletazo, the fourth. It took him a world to take the crutch, Serrano tried to cheer him up with his voice and became insistent. But little brilliance in an opaque work. He injured a finger on his right hand, spent a moment in the infirmary and returned to the bull’s face to kill and kill in bad conditions.

In a roundabout way and on his knees, Julio Norte began the task in the second. Another good bull, with a tendency to humiliate. With the muleta tempered, Norte abused some of the local bullfighting, a bit aggressive, but a task overall full of dedication. In a struggle to breastfeed, he uncovered himself and the bull did it for him. Strong somersault, but without consequences. In the final thrust he was caught again, without further ado.

The fifth collapsed; The noble, although tiring, attack gradually faded until he ended up stuck in the sand, without moving. Julio Norte accumulated muleta blows left and right. On top of that again, the task ended up being almost a nonsense.

With motor and fixity, the third of the afternoon. And Polope’s distinguished work, finely cut, elegant, in short. Of all that set, a couple of natural batches accompanied the charge of the good steer with class. Compact, seamless work. But when it was time to kill everything went to waste.

The soapmaker who closed the afternoon and the fair didn’t say anything either. Polope brought out Fernando Sánchez to flag and between the two they served a discreet third. The one from Talavante, coming and going without class and effort, barely allowed the bullfighter to show notes, sketches of muletazos that were never completed.