Word: bulled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...open country, through the heyday of such distinguished amateurs as the Cid and King Charles V, and up to Goya's own time. One of his best scenes from the early days of bullfighting shows a group of toreros harassing with spears and a primitive banderilla a defiant bull that has downed two of their number. Another dramatic moment is captured in Goya's picture of the death of Pepe Illo, a popular 18th century matador and friend of Goya, who was killed in the Madrid bull ring in May 1801. Goya pictures Illo down before the bull...
Cheering reports also came in from some other important sectors of the economy. Appliance sales were climbing, and the farm-machinery industry, feeling optimistic about the spring planting season, rehired nearly 10,000 laid-off workers and boosted production. Along Wall Street, the bull market soared higher (see below). The Dow-Jones industrial average jumped to 309.39, the highest point since...
...bull pen, McInnis has right handers Jim Fitzgibbons and John Arnold...
Brooklyn-born Torero Franklin, now 50 and scarred by repeated gorings, has hung up his matador's suit, but he is still deep in his old sport. Nowadays Franklin is content to be the impresario of the bull ring at the small (pop. 18,000) Andalusian city of Alcalá de Guadaira, where he can teach the youngsters, and drink manzanilla with the oldtimers in the quiet evenings at the town casino. Last week Seňor Franklino, as he is known at Alcalá, outraged the aficionados...
After the first kill, the spectators waited for the caparisoned mule team to enter the ring. Instead, when the gate opened, in drove Franklin, a broad grin on his tanned face, at the wheel of his Chrysler station wagon. The crowd watched in stunned silence as Franklin roped the bull's horns and tied the rope to the rear bumper. Back at the wheel, he towed the bull around the arena amidst an uproar of catcalls, hoots and laughter. Then he drove out. Three times that afternoon, Franklin drove into the ring and hauled away the carcass...