Last evening Jack and I (more Jack MUCH less I) put on a bull ride for the non-profit we are involved with. This was my first bull ride and it was a ton of fun. The bulls are huge, pretty docile until provoked, and stubborn. They reminded me a lot of our English bulldog.
Before the bull riding began, there was mutton busting. This is where small children sign up to ride sheep. They get in the same stall as the bull riders, mount a sheep, hold on tight, and see how long they can stay on. It was hilarious! There were many children there donning their western gear (jeans, boots, hats and all). Then there were my girls in their shorts and flip flops. The first rider out of the gates was #2.
#3 was second. She was determined to stay on longer than #2 and held on TIGHT.
When the gates opened everyone laughed. Her determination paid off as she was able to score 52 points (whatever that means). She got beat by a much younger contestant. I think it was rigged.
Despite the scrapes, bruises, and lingering sore muscles, they both said they do it again.
Funny story about the mutton busting and the internet…
It was part of the marketing strategy to market to the Hispanic population via a restaurant and grocery store in a nearby town. The bull ride posters were all made up. With the use of a website, the poster was converted into Spanish. When Jack went to deliver the posters to the restaurant and market, the gentleman looked over the poster. With a smirk on his face and a chuckle, he pointed at the mutton busting picture and asked what it was. Jack explained that the children could register to ride sheep. The gentleman let out a chortle and explained that the interpretation stated they could eat the meat! HAH! He kindly changed the poster with a magic marker so misguided bull ride goers didn’t show up expecting a meal.
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