The early morning longer had the pain in the face. In the matador and in the of his own. is Javier Cortez had suffered the violent defeat of the bull of the Marquis of Albaserrada. Not spared this "Gulf", 591 pounds, the sincerity of the matador in madrid, and fired a pitonazo on the cheekbone right with a severe contusion of the eye. After a cure of urgency in the nursing of The Sales, he was transferred to the Gregorio Marañón Hospital.
Max Garcia Padrós , surgeon of the Monumental, quickly appreciated the seriousness of the mishap: "It's a significant injury". The darkest night is lived in the Ophthalmological Unit of the aforementioned center: more than three-hour-long operation in which doctors Cólliga Jiménez and Rojas Lozano rebuilt the eyeball "satisfactorily".
The party was short, though doctors reported to their environment "of the risk of injury ". "The operation has gone very well, but the doctors are cautious. You must wait 48 hours and trust that do not arise ulcers, or infections, the most dangerous. And expect to lower inflammation, to see how is the optic nerve", explained to ABCsu agent, Manolo Campuzano . The question of the status of the nerve was one of the biggest concerns: "we Still don't know if it is damaged on the inside, was a heavy blow. We don't know if you can see it or not. There is that wait..."
It so happens that in that same eye, the right, Courteous, had a retinal detachment "four years ago, and that was with a 40 per cent of vision." "I had a contact lens stitched –continue the mentor–, that is displaced, and will have to rebuild it again." Campuzano was holding on to the positive note: "they Have saved the eye, and that is important." Good news in the midst of so much ugliness, for those who so toreramente was facing to the garment of the Marquis. "Already last year we played another very bad thing, a hat Brand that will hit a volteretón".
The sword of Getafe, 30 years old, has become strong in your little background: "Until recently drew the lesion in the sciatic nerve by the goring of Madrid and, on the personal level, what has gone fatal, as his father has suffered a stroke". The father, who had to turn off the tv when your child is not out of the rubber... how Much roughness, and what little reward for the right experienced in the law of the truth.
Padilla and Ureña, in the memoryDespite so much adversity and this troubling mishap, Campuzano told that it preserves the mood. The bull, like so many bullfighters, has taught you to suffer, and Cortes was conscious from the first moment of gravity: "After the jolt, I was saying:" oh No see, no see! The toro I has a ruptured eye.” The blow was tremendous." His banderillero and friend José Antonio Prestel lived in the first line. His voice was heartbreaking, with the words of his matador thundering path of nursing: "I do Not see, not see! I has destroyed the eye,” she told us. The eye was sunken and I was reminded of the evening of Padilla in Zaragoza, where I stood to the orders of Abellán. It was too hard". The memory more bitter of a subaltern, which this year fell wounded in France before him again with the reality of the goring. Prestel and partner silver Molina asked: "how Many times have we gone out without the slayer of this square?". And had up to three occasions: "We are like a family and when one falls wounded it goes very bad." In spite of everything, the value intact. That is the greatness of bullfighting, the of the blood shed by men that in the XXI century they decide to risk their lives for love bravo and the arts. "We think they are of iron, but of flesh and bone," he said still grieving the photographer Paloma Aguilar, he captured the moment with his camera from the alley.
In the minds of crews and fans, also hovered around the butt to Ureña in Albacete. a year and A day intervened between that of the latter. Again, almost at the same time, 366 evenings after, a bullfighter suffered a goring of mirror.
Cortez was transferred yesterday to plant at the edge of the noon. Within the concern logic, your environment is holding on to his strength and to hope that the optic nerve "is not damaged and does not have infections". Gone was the journey, the eternal from the arena to the infirmary: "I do Not see, I do not see...", so raw and so real. The price of the truth.
Date Of Update: 19 September 2019, 01:01
