Wow, I’m a whole month in arrears. That’s okay. Sometimes flashbacks are fun.
Bushwacker is the big news. His humans think he’s in fine health. 46+ is his average score. “We’re all trying to slay the dragon,” Luke Snyder said. “You’re gonna mess with the record books if you stay on him.”
Of course Luke had to pick Bushwacker again. Hummer as usual did that trick of telling us the opposite of reality (that thing politicians do): “Luke Snyder is not trying to show off,” but trying to show his home crowd bla bla bla something about having the confidence bla bla bla. Oh, puhleeze!
Bushwacker scored 47. Snyder was indeed showing off by picking him. He’s not going to be the one to ride him. How much do I love that bull! He did his job in 1.98 seconds, stopped and looked where he thought the exit gate was, saw guys reaching down (it looked to me like they wanted to pet him), turned away toward the correct exit, and gave mooned the crowd one last time as he charged out.
FOO-FOO FASHION ALERT
OOH, Luke! Love that purple shirt!
Guilherme Marchi was last year’s winner in St. Louis. He’s now got 19 titles. Marco Eguchi has finished in the top 10 in 5 of 6 events.
TO RE-RIDE, OR NOT TO RE-RIDE, THAT IS THE QUESTION
Douglas Duncan says Tuff Hedemann, Owen Washburn, and Justin McBride are the great riders whose work he visualizes while he gets ready for a ride. “Three great men to pattern your riding style, and not your life, after,” said Hummer. Hmm…. Now I gotta find out what kinda lives they were leading. We already know about McBride’s drinking.
Guess Cody Nance didn’t have his spurs in the knots this time— Hustle Up bounced him all over his back; the audience was screaming as the little dude flopped up and down on the bovine trampoline.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZACK BROWN
Zack turned 34 today, so he was awarded an 88 for a ride on an Electric Prune. As the senior member of the bullfighter crew, Shorty derailed the age jokes before the Booth Boys went too far.
TALKIN’ ‘BOUT ROSS COLEMAN
JB Mauney, Ty Murray, Cody Lambert, Mike White, and a few others agreed that “They broke the mold when they made him.” “Thank God,” was one smart-ass’s comment. Do we think it could’ve been Mr. Hart?
ARRGGHH! JUST MISSED BEING A HIGHLIGHT
Ty Pozzobon was making a fantastic ride on Flint (the bull, not the Rasmussen), especially at the direction change, where he didn’t fall off. But DAMN, he was on the bull just 7.99 seconds, according to the clock onscreen. The replay showed that he lost his rope a split-second before the buzzer. That may have been one of the biggest OH NOOOs I’ve ever heard in an arena. This is still a cowboy to watch. (If they were using the JB clock, he woulda scored big.)
Poor Western Hauler looked like he was having a seizure on the ground, struggling on his belly, unable to get up for quite a while. Scary bad.
IT’S A BIRD, IT’S A PLANE, IT’S A BULL!
Wow, those horns on Prator’s Pride– like an eagle’s wings.
Renato Nunes is having a shoulder problem again; not going into the final round. He can’t lift his free arm; the pain is too intense. Robson Palermo is in Brazil doing water exercises for his bad shoulders. Shepherd Hills Sod Buster beat up Chase Outlaw: Chase got slammed against the fence, hung up, slung all over the place, and finally smacked to the ground. Outlaw was really all shook up. In the last round, Silvano’s riding thumb got dislocated in the chute; he was stitched, taped, and came back for this round. JDub says they put “deadener” in your thumb when that happens, so Silvano can’t feel anything—not exactly helpful to a riding hand.
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING
Somebody shoulda told the voiceover woman that Silvano’s last name is AL-ves, not Al-VEZ How idiotic!
I like what Shorty said about Silvano: the reason he’s a back-to-back world champion “is what’s between his ears.” And P.S., he loves lasagna. Excellent taste!
Brant Atwood on My Kind of Party delivered an amazing sideways ride à la JB on Code Blue (which in my mind has become synonymous with “ain’t got no quit in him”). It was a cliffhanger: the ride was reviewed for a touch, which didn’t show on the replay TV viewers saw—except for maybe a moment when the back of his hand might’ve flicked against the bull’s back. But when a ride is so outrageous, it’s hard to nitpick. 73.25 was a sucky score, but Atwood sure put out maximum effort.
Sean Willingham had to get on Hell Pony, which drove Hummer back into his old corny groove again: “We’re about to find out if he’s heaven sent for Willingham.”
The bulls skunked the cowboys in the championship round.
Delco rocks my world! Fabiano Vieira wins the event on him, but he looks like he’s about to pass out. I like JW giving props to him for coming back from a broken ankle too early and posting a win.
In a casual handoff, without even stopping to congratulate him, someone unceremoniously passed Fabiano the box containing his new buckle. Vieira hobbled to the Shark Cage, climbed up, and stood there alone. That’s as far as the broadcast went, so I don’t know if he got any hoopla after this, but it sure looked like shitty treatment for a winner.