Word: bulled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Around the walled ring at Xajay bull-breeding ranch in Queretaro, Mexico this week, cowhands watched critically as a young American in blue jeans and baseball cap whirled his scarlet cape in a long veronica, smoothly led the charging young practice heifer past him, its horns coming within inches of his legs. Though still a little stiff from a goring received in a fight a month ago, Baron Clements Jr., 20, of Kilgore, Texas shows signs of becoming the best U.S.-born matador in the alien art of bullfighting since the heyday of Brooklyn's Sidney Franklin 25 years...
...first public appearance at Villa Acuna, Mexico two months ago, Clements was a sensation. The judges awarded him two ears from his first bull, two ears and a tail from his second. Wrote a critic for El Redondel, Mexico City's bullfight weekly: "The gentleman of the bullring, with a face as impassive as a sphinx, withstood stoically the angry charges of the brave bull. With the tragic rhythm of the bullfight, not moving an inch and employing grace as well as mathematical precision, Clements killed his enemy with one thrust of the estoque [sword]. It was a classical...
First Blood. Young Clements' blooding came in his second performance. In Nuevo Laredo, before an Easter-week crowd, a bull slashed at him, and the horn pierced his groin, requiring seven stitches. Baron never faltered. "Can you go on?" asked Franklin fearfully. "Sure," he replied, and forthwith dispatched the bull. But Clements felt that he had failed the spectators. "The people expected perfection," he says. "They have a full right to expect it, and I expect them to expect it, and I intend to give it. When I don't give it, I expect them to be disappointed...
...Working a bull feels natural to me," he explains. "It's as natural as driving a car. Dominating a huge, powerful animal gives me the greatest feeling in the world. You can compare a bullfight to a Shakespearean tragedy. Someone always gets killed, sometimes a torero and almost always the bull, and I can't see a thing in the world funny about it..That's what I like about it-the drama. You can taste it when you're in there with a good bull...
Although severely injured, Bull refused to bow out and received a standing ovation from the crowd at the end of the game for his display of pluck. "Pluck is my middle name," stated Bull after the contest...