Morante does remember to fight … and Luque of what had to happen

He had sat down Morante in the chairs of the Plaza de la Campana To see this Holy Saturday to the loneliness of San Lorenzoas a metaphor of his mood and as a finding of that theory that he sustains so much: «The problem of resurrection Sunday is that people are still consistent with the death of the Lord and it is hard for him to cheer up in the square ». And so it was, because Seville took too long to understand the tremendous effort he had been making with the first (bis) of Cuvillo, an orphan of delivery and humiliation and how close it had been spending between natural, until He released his anger in a cry in the wind That everyone quickly, now, understood: «What else do you want!». And as if the foreman had touched the hammer, its counselor, those of the teacher of the teacher, fit their kidneys to release the OLES DEFORT OF THE ALL AFTERNOON. That also bargain acknowledgments to a Colossal Daniel Luquecapable of finding work where there was not and raising almost to glory one afternoon dedicated to failure, more affectionate when he made gestures for the gallery than when he truly cooled with the beasts. It is not that one wants to take the opposite to Morante, but to see if the problem is not of Holy Week, but of the questionable hobby of this audience …

He returned to the teacher, a year after his last walk. Of those aciagas afternoons, Nothing remembers the last bullfighting genius. Neither from his cathedral pieces. The Electrical cramps They have erased the memory, hopefully, to the cabin in which the I remember how to fight. That remains intact, immune to everything. A Lance bouquet With the completely sunken figure, according to tables and without faculties to escape the brave, they unleashed the coldness of the lying. A waste of outburst as Mold for this sculpture to the Veronica bullfighting. His very slow cape flew in search of the light attack of this Weighteous, that had remained in the seventh chiquero as over a tertiary, pissed and orphan class Núñez del Cuvillo run.

Excellent trap and hair was the Cabestros stop that Florito sent to Seville to collect the first one that seemed so much that his hands seemed so much on the pool and how little he endured today confusing today Gabriel Fernández Reyeven changed a third with a single push. Veredes, Amigo Sancho. Higher in his cross was this ponderoso, although harmonious in his form and expression. As we said, few understood the effort of the bullfighter of the Ribera del Guadalquivir, who consented again and again the waves of this first bis, as inside as lacking in delivery. And that moment of outburst came, faced with the laying, embroidered natural with the leg that loads advancedlike the last bars to the famous light. From one side to the other of the hip, all superb. And there he could have finished the afternoon of Morante, background or encouragement to rise with the decomposed room, which came out with his hands ahead and ended up ramming with the opposite python.

It was this afternoon, one afternoon, the Total delivery of Daniel Luque. Immense in its placement and, especially, in the times. Both to measure the moments of citing and to understand when animals had to be attacked to awaken the crowd. Practically without the start of slaughter, Luque soon turned in a Round series of natives that practically ended with the bottom of this correvical. He followed a fuller meeting, to the limit of his Alamar and very powerful by bass, followed by his absolute power in nearness. The same square that took so long to connect with its commendable work before the sixth, Blued with those courageembedded among his pythons. Those that stroked in a Perfect execution of the volapié. The president denied the second ear that was so strong.

As he also denied his ear and gave a out -of -place When the sixth was about to roll. This was a male bullfighter task, buried in the most expensive land and the most grateful of the animal, than He gave himself to the absolute truth of a Daniel Luque Magistralfrom the beginning and until the end. Why did we claim it for resurrection? For this.

Instead, Few had asked Alejandro Talavante For this poster. Ramón Valencia said not so long ago that this inaugural list made depending on the comments on the street … Tell me where that street is! Seville asked, with all the reason for the world, to Juan Ortegaalthough after seeing it yesterday in Malaga, when one expected it to grow before the punishment, we cannot guarantee that the poor image of Talavanteout of chub and without a single moment to remember. With more than style, many confused the vibrant and little enclasted fifth, with which the Extremaduran did not highlight. It has two more afternoons …

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