At last Rafael González came desperately, by bernadinas, with the bull of the alternative defeating from above.

"Go on, go on!", The voice of his manager, Julián Guerra, was heard, directing the kid -not encouraging, but pushing- as during the entire task.

Among the crushed hubbub of desires of the closure, the terrible somersault.

The python sank through his upper thigh, almost through his pelvis.

On the ground he was saved from other blows.

His gesture of pain betrayed the goring

, the inability to support the leg.

He tried to continue against all logic but it was impossible.

A prick.

The anguish that no one was forcing him to retire.

Nor did he want to.

In the end, reason prevailed, and the bullfight director, Juan Leal, forced him to withdraw.

And he performed his function.

González had fulfilled well in the first part of the task that was the one that lasted the FY bull, that when he was not required below he did not forget his defect of letting go of the face.

At the turning point of a nearly circular change of hands, he said no more.

RG was whisked away to the infirmary with a sensation of extensive goring.

Leal stayed in front with Galdós as his companion.


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