Between the harmony of Diego Urdiales and the authority of Roca Rey, to whose claim the atmosphere returned to San Lorenzo, an interesting bullfight by Victoriano del Río took place, with the varied nuances of the caste and with the most powerful batch, of course, to Jose Maria Manzanares. His blunder with the steel erased the photo of the triple large door. The Urdiales well uncorked the delay. At the height of the toast his piece: Roberto Domínguez was the recipient. A bolero brought each series, like the name of the bull, which changed for the better, opening on the crutch. The Riojan turned faintly in two right-handed batches before the appointment with the natural temper. He made threats of cracking the good Bolero to the fourth, but Diego continued filling the stage with his aesthetics and the sacred gift of packaging. Of posters the trenches, taking advantage of the fondness of the dance partner. And another right-handed series, with his left arm akimbo and his chest offered up to the superlative finish of the trench. What work with more flavor. To savor. And as a prize the estoconazo, it weighs losing the fabrics. His were the two ears. A point of genius brought the room, which ended up breaking by the left pin. Over there, halfway through a job with ups and downs but with a lot of attitude, he took the flights and hooked it 'ahead' in a clover of natural expensive. Holy water on a hot day. Diego wanted more, who made an effort and insisted on getting more left-footed shots when Vampirito ran out of his brave blood. Bullfighting then doubled with two hands. Sepia postcards to save. As it spread out a sloop sounded as it lined up for the kill. The executioner did not stand in the way of the well-deserved trophy. The humiliation of the second appeared from his exit through the bullpens. Often he was on the crutch, with his demands. With depth he put his face on the right in Manzanares' canvas; more complicated resulted in a southpaw attempt and he resigned. Of course, overwhelmed by Manisero's caste, he would soon give up on the starboard side as well. With much still to fight, he was dispatched by the man from Alicante. He recreated more in the return to the ring with his ear than in the task. The “hurrahs!” against Spain in the fifth and 'God Willed' started… that once again a bull charged Manzanares. Cantapájaros they were called, of glorious number and glorious game. Although it seemed that he did not have power to spare, he drew his bravery, with class and nobility. What quality did it carry? José María was more focused then, although without rounding off. The lines creaked in the last round towards tables, with a superior hand change. On the threshold of triumph he stayed for his failure at swords. Fair of San Lorenzo Bullring of Valladolid. Saturday, September 10, 2022. Third run. Three quarter entrance. Toros de Cortés (1st) and Victoriano del Río (including the two hats, 3rd and 6th, more lackluster), unequal from the present, with caste and notable play within its varied nuances; remove the 5th. Diego Urdiales, in navy and gold. Lunge (two ears). In the fourth, lunge detached stretched out and pithing. Opinion (ear). José María Manzanares, in midnight blue and gold. lunge (ear). In the fifth, puncture, another deep and two pilings (greetings). Andrés Roca Rey, in pearl and gold. Perpendicular push. Notice (rear ears). On the sixth, push down (ear). In a fight, the fight became the very meek third, supposedly returned due to a problem with his eyesight. The chair in meekness is what he had. He ran his turn and came out the sixth, uncoordinated and with an indecent brushed python. To the place he should never have left. It was not the first hat that appeared now, but the ugly and fleshy second, pinned in all respects. In the midst of that embarrassment, Roca Rey pushes the emotion with rear pendulums in the media. Better embroque that finale spent Goldfinch, which he dominated in the middle distance until he went completely into the vicinity, enduring the gaze of the Victorian, of diminished caste. He overwhelmed with his value in the semicirculars in both directions before the display of pride. A clean body. Such was his blow of authority that he devoured the double scarf. MORE INFORMATION news Si Morante de la Puebla or the deep mystery of the inexplicable The one announced as the first patch, simpleton and at the same time with his joke, came out in sixth place. Because for the man from Lima it was the most lucid batch. To Victoria Federica, who also had her “long live!”, she toasted. Bossy and with a race of figure, without caring about the scare, he took over the bull before hunting it down with a low lunge, which did not deprive him of the third trophy with which he tied numerically with Urdiales. It was the afternoon of the impact of expensive things: some, by way of value; others, for that of exquisiteness.
