We went to the San Antonio Stock Show and Rodeo on Friday night. We saw the radio, then stayed to see Train in concert. I'll post some shots and thoughts about Train in the next post.
It's been years since I went to a rodeo.
People do crazy stuff for glory.
I really liked the bull riding, but the broncos were cool, too.
Ladies were in the game a bit, too. But I have to bet there are ladies who would like to do some bull riding or bronc riding. Nonetheless, the barrel racing is impressive.
Technical skills were impressive, too.
I find this quasi-legitimate - putting 4-7 year old kids on sheep and letting them get knocked off.
The rodeo was fun. As usual, it is much like many skill-based events - we were able to appreciate only the most surface level aspects of the event. These cowboys were all far more skilled at their respective tasks than I will ever be (or have any interest in being). I haven't developed the knowledge capital to truly appreciate the show of skill being presented. The announcers occasionally tried to provide guidance on what to look for as the riders came out of the chutes on the backs of the bulls or angry horses, but to tell the difference between a 78 point ride and an 85 point ride was far beyond us. Instead we appreciated only the most raw violence displayed, rather than the artistry and elegance. So many things in life are like this - it draws out the point from me every time how much more full a life is when it is lived through the lens of knowledge.