Less than four hours before the cremà, the València Bullring opened its big door to El Fandi after cutting off an ear from each of the (good) Montalvo bulls that fell to its lot in the bullfight that closed a Bull Fair. Fallas that has had a good response from the public (also in the popular morning and evening celebrations), two full of no tickets included; tasks and moments of relevance and bulls of irregular presentation and play, with the brave 'Leguleyo' from Jandilla, for whom a pardon was requested the afternoon in which, with him, Roca Rey returned under his jurisdiction, as the most notable.
Montalvo's bullfight, with an excellent presentation and diverse game, led to moments of interest and with it the shortlist tried to express themselves in their respective bullfights.
David Fandila's 'El Fandi' is varied and athletic, with the banderillas as a strong point and he has been bullfighting at all the fairs for more than twenty years and that is a merit that is not discussed. Another thing is that the interpretation of the lots is in a divine way. He gave a good account of all of this in his two bulls and the people thanked him by taking out their handkerchiefs so that he could walk each other's ears and win the exit from the plaza in flight.
If we talk about Paco Ureña, let's go ahead and say that we are talking about a bullfighter forged in hardness and overcoming adversities that have left their mark on his face, not only in the eye of the one who lost his vision after being gored in Albacete.
Ureña and his agonistic bullfighting take the viewer to the realms of emotion, an emotion that goes from the perception of risk to joy when there are attacks, muletazos, like those that occurred in his second bull. With his figure spread out, the Murcian bullfighter linked series of natural ones, both with his left and right hand, without mounting the muleta, which were a brutal commitment. Sincere bullfighting with brutal firmness, dedication and heartbreak. Each end of the round, the chest pass with the entire bull in front, was celebrated with both joy and relief, an outlet for emotions.
Paco Ureña had the victory in his hand, the sword and the madness denied him in the tangible, but what was done remained there. Which was a lot and of extraordinary merit.
It was a shame that as good a bullfighter as Emilio de Justo is (also exemplary in his fight) luck was not on his side in the morning draw and he barely had a chance on any of his bulls.
El Fandi left on his shoulders, but what was done by Paco Ureña, a bullfighter who bullfights with that, with his soul, remained in the memory of the soul.
