Excessive Puerta del Príncipe for a superb Daniel Luque

In La Maestranza you no longer hear that characteristic “Biennnn…”, a sign of a first approval and a prelude to the emotion that good bullfighting produces. In La Maestranza, today, only “oles” are heard, which certify the radical change that it has been undergoing for years, based on the absence of wise amateurs who have already been replaced by a bustling and triumphalist public.

Daniel Luque has left through the Puerta del Príncipe in the smell of a passionate crowd that has shouted “Torero, bullfighter”, and it is true that he is, and one of the greatest, but the right-hander from Gerena did not merit such a great prize. . That Door should always be reserved for extraordinary events, for unforgettable tasks, for afternoons that could well be described as historic.

Luque has once again shown that he is on his way, that he is a very complete bullfighter, that there is no bull that has secrets for him, that he has reached the chair of knowledge and distances and that, in addition, he bullfights very well with a cape and muleta.

But that task at the sixth in the afternoon did not deserve both ears and was only carried because of another serious mistake by the president, the same one that denied Santiago Domecq’s exceptional bull a return to the ring last Tuesday. He cuvillo He had a good fight on poles, he came and hurt himself on banderillas and reached the muleta with a point of violence in his attack, with an annoying nod and punctuated deception. Luque understood him, subdued him, showed him the way and even drew a poster life. The animal defended itself, but the bullfighter, far from being intimidated, gathered his courage, got between the pythons and achieved muleta blows that seemed impossible against a defeated animal without a route. When the people were going crazy before Luque’s power, he charged with a rear thrust, and the white handkerchiefs emerged with the expected intensity. The president showed signs of confidence in principle and granted the first deserved ear, but he was unable to withstand the pressure of the triumphant spectators who demanded the second. That second handkerchief is an affront to the prestige of Seville.

Luque had knocked on his sugary calf first, with which he showed off with the cape for verónicas, tafalleras and cordobinas. Iván García paired splendidly, and his leader mulled the good bull with her cap, with overwhelming sufficiency, whom she squeezed naturally in two batches of enormous flavor, and walked his first ear after a great thrust.

One each, Urdiales and Talavante rode their first bulls. Both felt at ease and expressed the best of themselves in front of two animals unbecoming of this plaza, without faces or bulllike shapes, who simply greeted the picador, and showed a delicacy in their forms that they had not even been trained in a boarding school. payment.

Urdiales is exquisite and he made it explicit in a beautiful muleta task, overflowing with plasticity but lacking in emotion. That was more of a temptation than a bullfight in La Maestranza. What he had before him was not a bull, but a sugar cube. He killed very well and knew firsthand the joy of Seville. The fourth, another steer, posed difficulties, and everything was in good order.

And Talavante was good, happy, inspired, smiling and profound, who began to draw his left hand and excellent naturals emerged, most of them almost circular, before the kind second who allowed him to enjoy as if he were at a birthday. The fifth, the best presented of the run, and which he received with two long lanterns next to the boards, showed class and mobility in the final third, promptness and difficulty at the same time, and Talavante did not clash. He started on his knees in the middle, endured his opponent’s grips, stood firm, and his work gained in intensity. He had won the ear (it is not known if there would have been two), but a puncture deflated his enthusiasm.