First class bullring, third class novillos.

Novillada with picadores. Saturday May 12, at the coso de Monleón, Valencia.

Novillos from Gómez de Morales, new to this bullring, for the novilleros Christian Climent in blue and gold, Jorge Isiegas (night blue) and madrileñan Carlos Ochoa who was dressed in bright pink and gold. A warm evening and with half the plaza filled.

Gómez de Morales’ ganaderia was established in 1999 and originally started out as a branch of the renowned Perez Tabernero family from Salamanca. However, in 2005 the Santa Colomas of don Alipio were exchanged for Atanasio Fernandez blood which in 2010, sadly, made way for the more commercial Juan Pedro Domecq bloodline.

At the sorteo and subsequent enchiqueramiento, the novillos could best be described as nondescript black juanpedros, with a general weight of around 460 kilos and not exceptionally well armed (the only astifino animal went as a substitute…). That was at noon.

At 9 p.m. when the last dead novillo left the arena, it had been the most boring, non-novillada I ever witnessed. Every drop of toro bravo blood was squashed out of these three-year olds. They either fell at the first touch of the picador’s steel or slid to their knees when the first banderilla was placed. These disgraceful animals should never have been brought to a first category plaza like Valencia’s. What we had to suffer was a mere travesty of a corrida de novillos and certainly, the three boys who put their life on the line deserved better from the french artist-impresario

The big surprise came right at the beginning. Cristian Climent, used to performing all kind of Sorista details, did not kneel at the toril gate to receive his opponent, nor did he place his own banderillas! Since leaving El Soro, Climent has become a serious torero who displayed a good and varied, albeit mechanical faena and had the bull been a bit stronger and had the matador’s sword gone in less perpendicular, he certainly would have been awarded an ear. The bull was applauded as it was towed away.

Climent’s second novillo (#4) was called Jarreto, with 504 kilos, the heaviest of the lot. But it shied away at the first touch of the pic and hardly responded to the banderilleros who had a hard time placing the sticks. However, never was a ‘manso’ bull’s flight forward more visible than during Climent’s faena in which the bull lowered his horns to a surprisingly flowing muleta and a well constructed faena with passes over both sides. Clement was awarded the evening’s only trophy.

Jorge Isiegas’ first novillo (#3) was a narrow shouldered weakling which gave the novillero from Zaragoza nothing to work with. His second adversary (#5) jumped all over the place and head butted his way through the faena. Silence on both occasions for the young novillero and silence for the two caricatures of bulls.

The third novillo, the first for Carlos Ochoa (Madrid, 1997) attacked everything that was put in front of him and fell down after three passes of the muleta. Number six slid to his knees and stopped dead in his tracks halfway through the faena. At that point my pen refused to take any more notes and begged me to stop recording this disaster of a novillada.

Cronica de Pieter Hildering

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