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“Despite looking everywhere, and knowing he had it last night, his riding glove was gone. Disappeared. He had to borrow Paolo’s, and as any bull rider knew, working without your own equipment was always the start of something bad. Bull riders were a notoriously superstitious lot.
The bull he’d drawn could be described as ornery at best and Marco knew his buck-off record was high. Despite that, he needed to ride the bull for the full eight seconds and hope for some bonus points along the way if he was going to finish respectably and not drop too far in the overall rankings.
When it came time to get on the bull’s back, Marco pulled Paolo’s glove on and tried to ignore the feeling of dread stealing over him, leaving him shivering and nervous. One of his favorite parts of bull riding was the adrenaline rush right before, during and after a ride. Tonight, though, the adrenaline was pressing down on his lungs and throat, choking him.
Marco sat on the beast as it flung its head from side to s...ide in the chute, its horns making a racket as they hit the wooden and metal bars on the sides.MoreLess
The bull he’d drawn could be described as ornery at best and Marco knew his buck-off record was high. Despite that, he needed to ride the bull for the full eight seconds and hope for some bonus points along the way if he was going to finish respectably and not drop too far in the overall rankings.
When it came time to get on the bull’s back, Marco pulled Paolo’s glove on and tried to ignore the feeling of dread stealing over him, leaving him shivering and nervous. One of his favorite parts of bull riding was the adrenaline rush right before, during and after a ride. Tonight, though, the adrenaline was pressing down on his lungs and throat, choking him.
Marco sat on the beast as it flung its head from side to s...ide in the chute, its horns making a racket as they hit the wooden and metal bars on the sides.MoreLess
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