• El Juli, at the time of his farewell: "I was always clear that I did not want an end in decline"
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The square sounded with beehive hum. An atmosphere overflowed the square with accents from all over the world. The sharpness of the bugles pierced the tumult of noises and the timpani were barely heard, deafened. By the time El Juli appeared through the gang gate, dressed in eggplant and gold, the buzz had multiplied to the category of eruption. The last week of the master before the appointment of his goodbye has contained a preparation of aspirant, sessions of seven and eight steers, trips and tentaderos to mansalva by the related farms. As if the title of a quarter of a century was played as bossy bullfighting. The trainings, since he announced the farewell, took on an even greater role in someone already obsessed with his profession. Things are for a reason. And that fine point of his physique appeared in Juli when he detached from the walking cape like the boxer of the batin. And he picked up montera in hand the thunderous ovation that wrapped him in his farewell to Madrid.


El Juli's computer was already turned on with the inaugural bull of his march, as deep as handsome, marked with the fire of La Ventana del Puerto. The fight was an exercise of clear authority. Both in the precision during the third of rods and in the choice of the terrain of the task, far from the desires that had been marking. Probably from that capotazo of Álvaro Montes before the first puyazo. JL placed it with a galleo by chicuelinas and then, after a remove interrupted by chicuelinas and earwigs, with three accurate veronica stockings of precise beauty and effective as the revolera. His cleverness was also manifested in the toast to Isabel Díaz Ayuso, which aroused a clamor. The task constituted an equation of balances between holding the onslaught as a base, securing it in height and dosing it with touch, because it did not withstand even a roughness. As demonstrated in the most fibered touches. The master took advantage in his right hand of the good style that lived in the bull once the road was cleared. Until he said enough with his measured deposit. A natural and the chest were as a sample of his left. Before a fluid closure towards boards and a forceful stoconazo that unleashed an excessive and affectionate scarf.

As if it were about settling accounts and wounds, the acid drinks, the due Great Doors -those frustrated exits on "moral" shoulders with the bull of Fuente Ymbro of the Press bullfight, that of Ana María Bohórquez, Licenciado de Alcurrucén and the afternoons of La Quinta and Garcigrande in 2023-, Madrid gave him the last one in an act of contrition, of generous atonement for sins. The remarkable task -far from those or the mythical and outraged with only one ear of Cantapájaros- to the fifth was again presided over by a privileged head, a thousand records as demanded by the virtues and, above all, the deficits of bravery. Not obedience. Juli blinded and seduced him by pushing him on his right hand, embroidered him on his left hand in a series and reached the zenith and ecstasy of the people in a monumental change of hand. He hurried the rest cleverly, in favor of querencia, before taking a lethal lunge that ignited the madness. There was no brake to give him his third Puerta Grande (sentimental) as a prize for a lifetime.

A low bull had opened the bullfight placed, ignorant, taming his own, with his hands in front and power counted as the background. But he hid a modelable goodness so that, even without finishing humiliating, Uceda Leal gave him shape with his class. He surprised in the beautiful principle of braided work with the help of bullfighting. Like the right-handed series at the height of the onslaught. However, he picked up and stretched more on the left, where Uceda drew naturals with the stamp that has accompanied him in these 70 runs in Madrid. When he wanted to demand more, the bull could not stand it. The beautiful task was already done, it lacked an end and a good lunge. There was neither one thing nor the other, so low the placement of steel. And the story ended up greeting from the third. There was no cause or case with a meek escapee of book, of more open face and crazy fight, the worst with much of the afternoon.

The sextet of Puerto de San Lorenzo, with some expensive works, jumped however pregnant with tones of meekness, lack of background (bravo), life and duration. Without bad condition and good intentions as evidenced also by a third touched on top of pythons with his sleeping and humiliated onslaught. Tomás Rufo toreó at pleasure with the capote, especially in a super slow motion with the bull already centered. They aferaon him not without reason the placement -alas, the head, which is dull in Madrid-, very open, during the task. And TR caricatured that way of going to the opposite python after having always looked for the length of the crutch and the depth above the adjustment. It was eternalized with the hairlessness. Ambition saved him on the bell with a sixth more vibrant and with high note while it lasted, which was not much either. The start of work on his knees toreando in round slowly and the series of expensive initial strokes launched a work that found the endorsement of the sword and an ear as credit for the future.


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Monumental de las Ventas. Saturday, September 30, 2023. First fair. Full of "no tickets". Bulls of Puerto de San Lorenzo and La Ventana del Puerto (1st and 2nd); two Cinqueños (5th and 6th); of good presentation, harmonic and serious; pregnant with varying degrees of meekness, lacked brave background and duration, which did not nobility and style; The meek 4th was the worst.

Uceda Leal, bougainvillea and silver. Low lunge (greetings). In the room, lunge and hairless (silence).

The Juli, eggplant and gold. Past lunge (request and greetings). In the fifth, lunge (two ears). Puerta Grande.

Thomas Rufus, of Nazarene and gold. Corner sword and five hairless. Warning (silence). In the sixth, corner lunge (ear).

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