The afternoon brought the expectation of the unusual. The "no tickets" was hung up in the Glorieta, on its 129th anniversary, to see two figures as a dwelling and the Juli face the Old Family Bulls of Galache. And, next door, that sunrise that crosses such a sweet moment as Alejandro Marcos is.
It was six less twenty in the afternoon. Dozens of amateurs surrounded a convertible in which, as if such a matter, a lord was traveled with lights, with Montera. Bleak! Bleak!
In a more conventional medium, a van, had already arrived at the square, a Salmantino, Alejandro Marcos, who was the hunger of triumph in the guts.
So in the afternoon he lacked little incentive. The Galache, genetic miracle of the Charro countryside in front of the consecrated and a promise were going to leave.
Morante is enjoying every afternoon and that is a guarantee. With the first, Gandeon, he threw himself from him to explain how and where, until I get to crawl under his chicuelinas. It was hard for him to repeat, but he put on his own, he turned on the slow motion and although there were no round series, the natural ones of one were worth a Peru. An ecstasy that ended on the sword, six punctures. Still though the alluvion of applause. Room received, dweller's knees! With a long changed. An unparalleled will be added to him from aprons and up to a memorable pair that snapped him. With the crutch, he put a white sheet in the lyrics on which to project a flame with flavor of time, in black and white, yes. And slowly, slowly. He rounded and squeezed responding to the early morning that more than one stuck to pay the price of this entry. Pincture and lunge. Ear and feeling that the palco had brirked the second one.
Award that would come to the Salmantino Alejandro Marcos, who was emotional, delivered and firm. When leaving the third, he curdled the Veronica plus robly, more charra. The cincoño fell to Alberto Sandoval's horse and a brave luck was lived. After providing heaven thinking about the disappeared Juan José, he knew how to take the bull what he had, with patience. He screwed his sneakers and drew about the sand a dozen moons souvenirs of some mutters that will always be there.
Sincere ovation that knew little, so I played dying with the sixth, grandillito, the ugliest of the dance, but an esterate machine. He charged luck and with the right-handed three series of five mutters at idle. Variety and Hondura that led to a lunge that gave the key to the big door.
He touched him to go empty to Juli. None of his own intended to attack and frustration resulted in three punctures to the fifth.
Bullring of the Glorieta. Sunday, September 12, 2021. Fourth Fair. There are no bills within the allowed capacity. Galache bulls, extraordinary presentation; Noble the first, loose second, third and fifth, encouraged the fourth and bravo the sixth.
Moorte de la Puebla, of Mustard and Gold: Six punctures. Two notices (ovation). In the fourth puncture, detached away (ear).
El Juli, of Catafalco and Gold: Dispose of an opposite, two descabelles (silence). In the fifth, three punctures, thrown (palms).
Alejandro Marcos, Lilac and Gold: puncture, short thrown (ovation). In the sixth, a listening (two ears).Date Of Update: 21 September 2021, 09:57