Originally posted by The squarecircle
Greetings All,
Last century, circa 1958-9, some big name toreador and one very macho toro gigantesco squared off in the old fighting arena in Distrito Federal. The
will to survive, this challenge to live, was the total focus of all in attendance on that very hot afternoon in a huge overpacked stadium. This
life/death match is a really really big happening in old Mexico. The cape work and artistic passes all performed with classic perfection went on and
on for a long time. Very classic ballet craft like in execution. All this action had the fans on their feet and highly agitated. This mass of
humanity very quickly was of one mind and with a deafening roar shouting out a single word in unison --------- INDULTO >>> INDULTO
>>> INDULTO >>> INDULTO >>> INDULTO SI >>> INDULTO SI >>> All action in the center of the fighting ring
stopped with the TORO and the MATADOR looking around at the screaming crowd as if seeking approval for their bravado!!! INDULTO>> INDULTO
>>> INDULTO >>> INDULTO >>> INDULTO SI >>> INDULTO SI SI SI SI SI >>> INDULTO >>> INDULTO SI
>>>INDULTO SI >>> INDULTO SI>>INDULTO >>> INDULTO >>>The roar of the crowd was ear shattering with emotion
absolutly overflowing. That horde of hysterical bulfighting affectionados would except nothing less than a full and unconditioned pardon and
immediate release of that valiant animal magnifico. Never again have I seen such one minded emotion over a sports event. Could it be bullfighting is
much more than just a sports event??? Never went to another bullfight even though that bullring was only 3/4 miles from my house and in clear view
from my bedroom window. I witnessed the best and did not want to be disappointed by one more sloppy pee poor kill!!!!!
Best Regards, sq |