Outside The Arena II
Yesterday I told you about three rodeo bulls that all cleared the arena fence. I'm Jeff Keane; today I'll tell you about returning bull number three back to the fold.
While my brother and another were outguessing bull number two back to the arena; the last bull of the rodeo went over the fence and became runaway number Three. I couldn't blame the arena fence since it was a good one and even though these bulls were Olympic caliber jumpers; I was beginning to feel pretty inadequate handling rodeo stock. Bull number Three was making a beeline for parts unknown so I didn't have time to analyze how I could have kept him in the arena. I finally threw a loop the bull ran into and I had him roped. This gave the stock contractor's brother a chance to get a second rope on the bull. Usually when a bull or cow is roped they will semi-lead or move in front of your horse with guidance from the rope. Not this bull; he showed his Brahman ancestry just sulled up and laid down. The only way we could get number Three to get up was to have my brother act as a bullfighter and make the bull move. He moved all right, he jumped up and charged my brother. Now, my brother is fast, but number Three is gaining and brother is yelling don't let the ropes slip. You know, for one fleeting, vengeful second all the pay-backs I figured I owed him flashed through my mind and I'm thinking Little Brother I've got you right where I want you should I or shouldn't I? Well, I'm proud to say I kept my dallies and didn't let the bull freight train my brotherbesides good bull decoys are hard to find. I'm Jeff Keane.