No trophy, bullfight very disappointing as to the behavior of the bulls.
A purge, the bullfight of the Nuñez del Cuvillo will have been a real purge in an equatorial overheating of the “cosso” dacquois. Fifty-two degrees in the sun, a well-furnished and established inner circle, but a race that took on water in the heat wave. Seven copies in total, the fourth is changed for endemic weakness, all correctly bodied but all carrying the same deficiencies. No mobility, no power, no game. Toros who, to be kindly noble and who, at first, seemed to want to humiliate and engage in decoys, but which went out as quickly as a poor man’s candle a windy Lenten evening. All identical in behavior, in the absence of race. Hoping was the race, which gave birth to a hopeless drowsiness. Without toros, no bullfighting. Isaac Fonseca, a young Mexican full of desire, became a matador, the eighth in history, crowned in Dax. The kid left more annoyed than carried by happiness. Manzanares tore, a few flashes of sadness. Marginal. Like Roca Rey, ditto the same. The Peruvian volcano, without an adequate opponent for its powerful toreo which demands as much from its horns. We will forget. It’s forgotten. Already!
This Friday 6 p.m. toros by Antonio Bañuelos for Morante de la Puebla, Gines Marin and Pablo Aguado.
Every day from noon to 1 p.m. “Special Feria de Dax Callejon” from the arenas
Every night the bullfight live on FBG