"Pepe Osuna - a hurricane, an earthquake of Albacete! The sensation of the year! Spain's triumphant! "It really attracts viewers, and it is likely that this is not the last role of his cunning ploy -" dedicate "bulls movie stars, present and absent. So, last week in Albacete on his speech were Carmen Sevilla, Jorge Mistral, and the famous Italian Raf Vallone. Nothing to say - clever! Dressed in a canary yellow suit with gold, short-legged, with a triumphant air he goes into the arena. Gait is restrained, as if the tight, powerful muscles do not allow too much light and quick movements. Osun meets a bull, kneeling in front, gate. Dangerous position, I could not help the creeps wade. Without rising from his knees, he creeps closer to the gate and jerked in the sand spreads its hood - a cape. Employee fist opens the gate, I hear an angry snort, and the bull, like a locomotive, jumps right on on his knees laughing Osuna. Pepe lightning movement jump into the air hood. For a moment cape floating in the air, though the figure created by the imagination Cubist, which immediately disintegrates in the face of hyper-Lovoy bull. Pepe Ozuna performs all the movements, according to the program. Its not call a great artist, but rather a burlesque, not especially beautiful presentation, but it is completely satisfies the tastes of the provincial public loves rough, teasing the nerves show. No, no, yes and caught his bull horn, cracking rushing into the matter. Already after the first bout of this kind of Osun, as if he bathed in the blood. Leg completely unpicked, but behind the barrier until the doctor helps matador himself, the suit quickly mend. And now in the midst of a new battle. No matter how tempting, and not chase the second bull, he does not want to leave the arena. The duty to expel him from the pen gets to share the spare matador, Rafael, who usually does his work with zeal laborer, he does not need applause, but the whistle he had never heard of. Risking their lives, Raphael makes a bull out, the audience rewards him a thunderous ovation. Raphael's wife - she's sitting next to me - turned white with fear for her husband, she nervously pinching me, beating a fan in her hands like the wings of a lark. Substitute matador great. Strong dark guy with a determined face, in a faded blue dress, with gold embroidery was dark, lost its luster, but in this nondescript outfit was good. Gentle motion, smooth, flexible, jumping ... When you have finished your way out, he immediately stepped aside. Where have I seen him before? This is a stern face, sunken eyes, watching over the fight ... Mentally, disguise it in different costumes to spur memory. Here he is in a dark gray robe ... Well, of course: today's reserve matador - a messenger from the store of religious books in Albacete! I saw him from the window of a cafe, he glided past, holding under his arm, polished holy virgins and oleographs on biblical themes. Suddenly jumps into the arena of loach guy in a shirt and peasant trousers and in his hands homemade Mulet. It was hidden in his bosom, he now stands in the center of the arena, waving cloak podmanivaya bull. Flushed with anger, Rafael rushes to him, trying at the same time to distract the bull away. The audience in raptures: the real circus, the double pursuit! In front of a boy, he is persecuted by an enraged Rafael, and Rafael for chasing a bull. Quick exit Osuna, and the bull is already intercepted. Rafael passes fluttered boy cop Awards * it finally ringing slap in the face. Such tricks cost brave expensive - usually a month was sent to prison. But the boys have always hoped that they will notice some impresario, who rescued them from the camp and sign a contract. Ozuna can not complain about the reception of the public. From the stands are flying hats, pillows - a reward in addition to delivered on his ears, the vanquished bull. Here in the sand lies a few handbags. He digs in and under the cheering powder your nose and lipstick. Someone throws him a live chicken! She desperately cackles and beating him under his arm as he makes a victory lap. And now it honorably bear arms. Dressing up is very fast - the bloody rags fall down themselves. Osun washes and soon comes in a white shirt and blue pants, so I'm used to see him in the morning in Albacete. Pepe goes to the car, the driver politely opens the door to him. The machine is not brand new, but it is tempting shiny black lacquer and chrome steel. What a stark contrast: the poor man Pepe - and a luxury car! Probably cost him dearly this trip, but nothing helped, so it should be. No matter how much it may cost, the matador must arrive at the scene and decrease from there with dignity. Even if he was not lucky na arena. Pepe Osuna desperately struggling against poverty. It's only son. Mother - a widow, and Pepe, to earn a living two, had to combine work matador and the driver of the truck at the same time fight against hunger and bulls. Matador Espartero once said, briefly but eloquently: "The hunger horns sharper than a bull." Matadors come from different walks of life. Minority - the aristocrats, some - of the bourgeois family and the vast majority - the poor and the gypsies. Many matadors until vybyutsya in the stars, combining a bullfight with other work. Others go to the arena in order to earn a drill. Frequently future veterinarians, doctors, lawyers get paid for training rewards received for bullfighting. However, the higher the reward the matador, the more it costs. Impresario, advertising, newspapers - all require their share, and ranks matadors for own needs are crumbs. After all, we must also pay three peons, two Picador, cover their travel expenses and hotel, shove something local newspaperman. In Albacete, I have often met good matadors, who after the regular bullfighting remained empty. A lot of money fighting for the owners of rental costumes. Each piece suit is estimated at this special, just more expensive charge for the rental of ceremonial cape and sword. ... Today I'm drawing a matador Ricardo Jloneca. He stands at the barrier, I carefully consider condusive to his energetic face. The costume is clean, new ruby-red silk shines, glitters in the sun golden embroidery. In the evening he would go to Kastilyar de Santi Esteban, will participate in the Jubilee bullfight. And the night in Albacete suddenly as if by magic wand terminates all life. Closed shops, cafes are empty, people gather in groups on the street. Ricardo Lopez was killed a bull ... Like Ozuna, Lopez was the only son of his mother, a widow. Organize fundraiser for her. Everyone is trying to use the occasion to advertise. The next day, the morning train arrives body of the murdered. Gloomy procession escorted him to the club's matadors. Here, among the bovine animals and wine barrels as well as along the bar counter, hanging black ribbons, many colors. Telegrams of condolence and lists pozhertvovateley glued to the glass windows: let everyone see who appreciated how many dead matador. Ricardo Lopez lies in a coffin adorned with flowers, kneeling beside her mother - an old woman nishaya, dark, wrinkled, all in black. Her gope genuine. But I hate to see others who are drawn to each other their sympathy. Night black and hot, like molten tar. Together with his companion Vicente back to Valencia. Darkness so dense that completely absorbs the light of headlamps. Before the machine is visible piece of the dusty road with countless bumps and potholes. Sweep past the thin, sinewy trunks of trees, sometimes flashing glitter eye animals. Only at the last moment noticed the front cart. The driver is fast asleep, the mules themselves find a way. How? It remains a mystery to me. Black circle, and just ahead of a small illuminated spot, the person loses idea where he is. Mile after mile at the edge of the unknown ... Vicente comments last bullfight, or singing sad songs of the Andalusian. ... In the distance, the horizon, just visible light dome. Goodbye, Albacete, city matadors and sharp knives ...
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