The Bull

 
Name:            repo
Email:           Repo_man_82@yahoo.com
Location:        Ohio
Type:            OBE
Date:            Wednesday, July 26, 2000
Time:            04:58 PM

I'm a young man eighteen years of age. I was raised on a farm. I wanted to ride bulls since I was about eight years old. For my thirteenth birthday my brother who is five years older than I am signed for me to ride. I enjoyed the rush I got from it and have kept riding.

Last October I drew a bull I never heard of let alone rode. I roped up (put my bull rope on him), the Chute man opened the gate, and away we went. The second or third jump I lost my seat, went over the bulls shoulders, and basically head butted him. I got knocked out (at least that what the ring judge said) I still say that I was awake the whole time.

I remember sitting up, and all of a sudden I was looking down at this cowboy laying in the middle of the ring. I leaned down and read the name patch on his protective riding vest, and it said Pussy Roper witch is my riding name. All of a sudden I heard someone say in a very quiet voice say come on Matt it's time to go back. The next thing I knew I was looking at the ceiling of the rodeo arena and I had one hell of a headache.

I have come across so many cowboys who have had the same experience. Now you tell me if it is real or not!