Feria de Mont-de-Marsan: Garci-pschitttttt



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This Wednesday, opening with toros Garcigrande for the confrontation between El Juli and Juan Bautista. Only the latter cut an ear .

What to say about this opening except that it was totally truncated by a lot of Domingo Hernandez and Garcigrande of a great mediocrity. Weak, the ultimate loses a hoof and bloody while "sucking" the rear end. The fifth is replaced after getting injured on the paw coming out of the absence of tercio of spades – sic! – by a congener as decimated as the previous ones. When we choose the toros we do not know what they have in the engine. And for this opening … engine there was no. Bullfight of escaped cattle, empty, of load reduced to the extreme, without gas, without juice. Even the great music of the Montois Orchestra will be misleading by interpreting an abracadabrante adaptation of a piece of Johnny Hallyday, "The desire to want". Very untimely partition that falls flat while Juan Bautista tries to extract some essence to vibrate with his pathetic horned. The desire precisely … it is to put once again the credit of the Arlesian who cuts a strong ear to his first copy. Faena untied, sweet, accomplished. All afternoon Jalabert will honor his race by attempting in an absolutism of integrity to badert the nobility of the lot. The only quality of the cattle. As for the Juli, opinions are divided. He could have cut an ear too … maybe … if the petition was born. If also it had been used to kill properly: eight blows of sword and three descabellos to the third … the bankruptcy to the steel! The desire to leave.

This Thursday, 11h novillada without picador with three French farms. 18h second bullfight, the toros cycle of Jandilla for the farewells of Padilla, Talavante and Roca Rey

 The Pirate of Jerez, fighter utltime - Maxppp
The Pirate of Jerez, fighter utltime © Maxppp
                            – Jesus Diges

His name is Juan Jose Padilla Bernal. He was born in Jerez de la Frontera in extreme southwestern Andalusia forty-five years ago in May. He is matador of toros since June 18, 1984 where at his home in front of his family he began this bullfighting priesthood which in his case is more like a Golgotha. Padilla, baker's son and ephemeral bastard, is a bullfighter with no grace but a tremendous courage. This man for sure and for more than legitimate reasons will enter through the front door into the capital history of bullfighting. Padilla, an unlikely warrior gave everything to the bulls and many times he even missed offering them his life. His body is covered with wounds, christian stigmas for a crusader engagement against the Moor, empanaché by his only desire to impose himself, without art, to the force of his immense tenacity. Exceptional Banderillero, "capedaor" of high flight, beautiful iron swadbadin, Padilla is an icon. Three times deceased, three resurrected for and by the toros. In Zaragoza on October 7, 2011 a demiurge tears his face and left eye with. He survives after six hours of operation. Touched also to the auditory cbad, the jaw permanently destroyed, he asks his wife at the end of resuscitation not to demand that he stops tormenting. Eight days ago he was scalped by a toro, twenty-three stitches. Forty-eight hours later he faces Pamplona. This man is a hero

Every day "Callejon special feria" between 12h and 13h. Every evening live bullfights

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