The sun was going down on a strange, messy, dull afternoon.

A few hours with changed luck, altered fates.

He marked the clock at 19.50 when Diego Urdiales Veronica's heart stopped.

The remove, on the same hydrant, flowed like a spring of laziness, clear water.

Urdiales sank in a handful of casts

, melting bronzes with his chest.

Curro was moved by nostalgia.

The average veronica woke up the ovations and to the place of the dream.

García Jiménez's bull, Matilla, brought down a good style, but without giving continuity or drive.

The Arnedano looked for them from the exact position, drawing moments on his right, other pieces on his left, sketches of classic bullfighting.

But the rhythm did not spring up

to round off the series and build the long-awaited work, the memory of September.

He hurried with some fright that.

As if he put the bottle of wine upside down, until the last drops.

And he plunged the whole sword into the place of quick death.

The applause fell under his own weight.

Two Matilla

Jailers

had already jumped like night and day.

One ungainly of makings;

another ideal mold.

The one with uncertain movements, a straight and unbalanced attack;

this one pouring out goodness, with the precise power.

Of course, the ugly and bad went to Diego Urdiales and the handsome and good to Cayetano.

I notified Frauca of this five minutes before

.

From the letters of the shoal.

Urdiales had a hard time since he got in front and felt the onslaught from inside, the slight humiliation, the arm of the beast.

That he drew violence as he passed.

From the prologue of the work a trench of cartel came off, walking the bull to the media.

No gift or kind trip down the right python.

And yet, on the left he made a mistake two or three times, almost running away.

Diego stole the same number of natives, two or three, very beautiful.

There was only one bad drink.

Prison sentence for Jailer I.

The

Jailer II

was another story, which has already been said.

Cayetano put together a correct task with a luminous prologue: in the beautiful change of hand the bull drew the trail of his nobility.

On both hands, the estimable stroke of the muletazos said one thing and the body of the bullfighter another.

As if they were on different planes

.

A stoconazo unleashed the enthusiasm, contained in all his work.

He asked for his ear, without finding an echo in the box.

This last Jailer was fired by some palms, when he was the best.

There was also a fifth touch on top of pythons -sealing the afternoon batch-, but with little duration.

Cayetano toasted Dolores Aguirre, he wanted that time of the bull, he took off his shoes throwing his shoes, raising riots, and killed with a low blow.

Matilla's uneven run, far from the September one, so well done, low and Sevillian that one, had its options in phases but without class.

A medium run.

He did not respond to that record, to that of the affable handling, I mean, a third party that lifted quite a bit from the ground.

He was quite a bastard, slowed down -also coming inside- and changeable.

Paco Ureña, who replaced Emilio de Justo,

played it as it is

, with his bare truth, without covering anything and disorderly.

A terrible somersault could cost him dearly.

He never gave up the battle in a task that lasted an hour: a warning before profiling, the other with the thrust inside.

Lastly, a brown bull with a wide cradle and good workmanship moved manageable on the lorca's crutch, which is better unified with his natural figure, on his always striking left.

A lot of will, tenacity and desire in Ureña.

That he charged a lunge that, as in the case of Cayetano, released an unanswered request.

At nightfall, the memory was of Diego Urdiales' cape and other things of his.

Maestranza Square

.

Thursday, May 5, 2020. Ninth of the fair.

Half entry.

Toros de García Jiménez, a cinqueño (1st), unequal in make and type;

noble of power counted the 2nd;

good without duration the 5th;

manageable the 6th;

obedient without rhythm or push the 5th;

bad 1st and 3rd.

Diego Urdiales, stewardess and gold

.

Crossed and contrary lunge and pithing (silence).

In the fourth, lunge (greetings).

Cayetano, pale pink and gold.

lunge (request and greetings).

In the fifth, low (silence).

Paco Ureña, slate and gold.

Thrust.

Two notices (greetings).

In the sixth, lunge.

Notice (request and greetings).

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