Ride the Tiger

Some would say I lived a lifetime in a weekend. Others might say the word innocent and me are now incompatible. I reject both claims individually, but accept both claims together. To start the weekend off, I went to the Professional Bull Riding tour at Madison Square Garden. This was both the greatest and worst idea the PBR has ever thought up. It is the greatest because about 15,000 people got to see something new and interesting. It was a complete change of pace from the normal weekend and allowed many people to experience a foreign culture only native to the South and mid-West. Now for the juicy part. About 75% of the people in attendance literally treated this as the biggest joke ever. Even I was apart of the 75%. Everybody who I sat around did not seem to care about the event at all, it was just another excuse to dress differently and get drunker than normal. Basically, it was Halloween in January. For the most part though, I found the event to be boring and still to this day I don't know why I needed to see a people with half the brain capacity as me try and kill themselves. Even more so why I had to spend eighty dollars on beer to enjoy it. What would make bull riding more interesting is people who have graduated from elite colleges, both graduate and undergraduate, risking it all just to ride 2,000 lbs. of pure nature. I mean a simple kick to the head and these people just lost $300,000 worth of education. Instead, were left with toothless wonders who we expect to be dumb enough to actually get on one of these beasts. It's almost as if the crowd was trying to assist these guys in their apparent suicide. Anytime when you're in a profession when the fans are rooting for the worst outcome to happen, I think it might be time for a career change.

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