Zabala de la Serna

Updated Saturday, March 9, 2024-20:07

Valencia as a square is the coldest in Spain.

Afternoons like this first of Fallas, so unfriendly, confirm it.

A sharp and wicked wind lives in it.

So much so that even in July it is annoying.

As if the bullfighting building on Játiva Street housed a microclimate.

It was difficult for Alejandro Peñaranda to warm up the world.

Not because of the (polar) air, but because of the lack of rhythm, humiliation and dedication of that Chamaco bull from the dawn.

However, his tame thing did not bring any evil.

Peñaranda gave him times in a technically impeccable task, well above his enemy.

The laboriousness of the construction ended on the rise with some celebrated Arlesinas - like the Bernadines without arming their swords - and, above all, with an unappealable blow of the sword that ultimately gave him his ear.

Samuel Navalón overcame an initial disarmament of work unbridled with desire, on his knees, with pure desire.

He did it on the two main virtues that adorn him: a remarkable sense of placement and the good air of his stroke.

The bull soon showed mild heat

and minor humiliation.

He attacked the Valencian, shortening the distance - the mess of circulars and such - when the attack was definitively disengaged, administered with more pulse than demand, despite the wind.

The steel buried the effort.

The third from Chamaco surpassed his brothers in the ugliness of his start (they started out similar and ended the same).

This one, in addition to having the poor ability to take off and that trot, not a gallop, that presages meekness, had a journey inside, a pause of uncertainty, a costly embroque.

Then maybe it wasn't so bad, but then the wind increased in intensity.

Alberto Donaire fought against the elements from his childhood

and exposed the most polished version of him on the left.

The effort was very long.

That lasted forever with the toricidal weapons until the two warnings.

The lower quarter, which physically bore little resemblance to the previous ones, did not clash with the meekness of the group.

However, he beat them in depth and, especially, in the form, in his way of taking, opening and moving through deceptions.

Peñaranda, who has that good muletero aspect of the Albacete bullfighters even though he claims Cuenca

, took advantage of what lasted with his solid concept of bonding and government.

The two-handed finish, when the bull had already been considered amortized for a while, and another blow of the sword put the final point.

The cannon shot resulted in a slow death due to the length of its trajectory.

Two warnings fell, but also the ear, the key to the big door.

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When the meek afternoon seemed sealed with a proper name,

Samuel Navalón came to leave his.

Head and heart

.

Head to give the steer the distance and heart to keep him close.

From the luminous prologue to the explosive epilogue, the work of the highest carats was rounded off, with expensive drawing at its epicenter.

It's not that the attack was the seventh heaven, but it was grateful enough for Navalón

to take pleasure in his bullfighting

against him, the series being so well measured.

He plunged the sword (somewhat outstretched), the scarf was untied and the president endured the granting of the ear.

When he handed her over, with the mules already on her, there was no time to unfold the other's request with the well-deserved ease.

He walked two laps around the ring for compensation.

But it's not that.

He had to accompany Peñaranda on his shoulders.

The last one showed how poor Chamaco's bullfight was, of course, but also that a lot was left out.

He would say that the three little blacks in the final part are more and better - even with their shortcomings

.

Alberto Donaire has more the idea that he has in his head than the wickers to develop it.

As he killed in a single trip, they asked for a trophy which, this time, was rightly not granted.

Donaire went back to the ring because of the hopes that did not materialize.

The show left after three hours.

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Valencia bullring.

Saturday, March 9, 2024. First of the fair.

An entrance room.

Chamaco steers, of uneven make, of poor background and not a little tameness;

The last three moved better even with their shortcomings.


Alejandro Peñaranda, from rioja and gold.

Contrary lunge (ear).

In the fourth, lying lunge.

Two warnings (ear).

He walked out the front door on his shoulders.


Samuel Navalón, from Rioja and gold.

Prick, thrust and three crazy things.

Notice (greetings).

In the fifth, lying lunge (ear and two turns around the ring).

Alberto Donaire, in turquoise and gold.

Lying lunge and multiple blunders.

Two warnings (silence).

In the sixth, effective lunge (request and return to the ring).

A minute of silence was observed for the fatalities of the recent fire.