When at the border of nine o'clock at night they rocked Andrés Roca Rey through the Puerta del Príncipe, it seemed a lie. At the last minute a superb bull of Núñez del Cuvillo turned leaving us in evidence to the critics of iron, to the demolitions of a village bullfight.
Falcon came to give wings to the Condor, the owner of a capacity so brutal that he can turn even his own mistakes. The staff, even with fresh memories of the recent Easter Sunday fiasco, forgave everything.