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Location: Somewhere around here | Tell us your most embarrassing jackpot or rodeo story! Life's no fun if you can't laugh at yourself!
I'll go first. A few years ago I thought I had plenty of time to warm up my horse but I must have miscalculated my time cause a friend who was just 10 ahead of me came back to the trailer to unsaddle her horse. Freaking out I stocking stuffer my saddle and bridle as quickly as I could and trotted out to the arena. Now, this arena had white a white wall on the bottom half of the arena and I was worried my horse would balk at the sight of them, so I put my spurs on just in case I needed a little umph to get his past the barrels. When I got to the arena it was almost my turn, just enough time to lope a few circles in each direction then my name was called up. I swear my teeth were chattering as my horse when up the alley!! He ran good to the first barrel, and as I thought he perked up seeing the white wall. I dug my feet into him and guess what...he started crow hopping! The funny thing is he hopped around the first barrel...and the second, and the third!!! I was soo embarrassed as we left the arena but now I wish someone had recorded me so I could laugh about it now!!! Definitely learned my lesson after that! | |
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Location: Texas | A few years ago I had brought a colt to an outdoor arena to exhibition and run at a little jackpot. It just so happened that the next day they were having a homecoming rodeo at this same arena so they had started decorating it and had some calves and bulls in the pens lining the alley way. The colt that I brought was a notorious bucker, but had been on good behavior for the previous few weeks. On my second exhibition I came into the alley way and picked up a lope and about 3 strides into the arena that sucker broke in two and launched me. I still don't know if it was the tinsel, bulls, or him just being a prick. So I climbed back on him and finished my exhibitions, madder than a wet hen that he bucked me off in such a public setting. Once I got back to my trailer, I started inspecting myself for any damage and noticed that my right elbow had about a golf ball sized swelling on it, so I went to hop off and tie him up. I am quite well endowed up top, and somehow managed to hook not only my shirt but also my sports bra on the horn as I was dismounting, but didn't realize it until it was too late. My legs were dangling inches about the ground as I swung there on my saddle horn from my bra with the bottom half of my ta-ta's hanging out for everyone to see for what seemed like an eternity. Amazingly enough, the horse that had just bucked my a** off not 10 minutes before stood there cool as a cucumber as I fished my foot back into the stirrup and climbed back up to unhook myself. I was mortified about the whole ordeal so I quickly untacked and high tailed it out of there. I decided to just forfeit my run money and leave with what little dignity that I had left. | |
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| My good horse is one of those roll back types that runs super hard, doesn't rate much and rolls back in 1 move. In and out. Im a guy and once in a while he turns so hard he throws me forward on small patterns and I hook my pants over saddle horn. When he fires out of the turn my pants will rip the button off. Last November it happened , I heard my pants rip, but no big deal, kept hustling. After I started running home I felt a little more wins than usual. This time my pants and boxers ripped! Wide open ! I felt my junk touching Bare leather! Everyone got a show. But I got a check! | |
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Location: Lost in the swamps | My barn buddy and I wanted to enter the buddy barrel pickup contest at a benefit horse show. We practiced the night before, 1/2 drunk mind you, and we were getting good!stickin it every time. I'm the dare devil so I was the jumper. The next day at the benefit. All goes well. She runs up there, I jump on, but my spurs! that I forgot to take off from running the barrels earlier catch the horses flanks he starts bucking like a rodeo bronc right before the timers!!!! We go airborne friend lands face down in the sand. I land right on top of her further smashing her and the new braces on her teeth into the dirt. She spit dirt for days. we would have won it if we had have lasted one more stride! Soooo close lol!!!! | |
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| Lbarrelracer08 - 2015-09-03 5:56 PM
A few years ago I had brought a colt to an outdoor arena to exhibition and run at a little jackpot. It just so happened that the next day they were having a homecoming rodeo at this same arena so they had started decorating it and had some calves and bulls in the pens lining the alley way. The colt that I brought was a notorious bucker, but had been on good behavior for the previous few weeks. On my second exhibition I came into the alley way and picked up a lope and about 3 strides into the arena that sucker broke in two and launched me. I still don't know if it was the tinsel, bulls, or him just being a prick. So I climbed back on him and finished my exhibitions, madder than a wet hen that he bucked me off in such a public setting. Once I got back to my trailer, I started inspecting myself for any damage and noticed that my right elbow had about a golf ball sized swelling on it, so I went to hop off and tie him up. I am quite well endowed up top, and somehow managed to hook not only my shirt but also my sports bra on the horn as I was dismounting, but didn't realize it until it was too late. My legs were dangling inches about the ground as I swung there on my saddle horn from my bra with the bottom half of my ta-ta's hanging out for everyone to see for what seemed like an eternity. Amazingly enough, the horse that had just bucked my a** off not 10 minutes before stood there cool as a cucumber as I fished my foot back into the stirrup and climbed back up to unhook myself. I was mortified about the whole ordeal so I quickly untacked and high tailed it out of there. I decided to just forfeit my run money and leave with what little dignity that I had left.
I just busted out laughing. Your words provide such imagery!!! Lol  These stories are so funny! My husband is working on his computer and he is looking at me because I am rolling laughing! Oh gosh.. I needed this. Thanks! ??
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Location: Red Raiderland | FLITASTIC - 2015-09-03 8:51 PM My good horse is one of those roll back types that runs super hard, doesn't rate much and rolls back in 1 move. In and out. Im a guy and once in a while he turns so hard he throws me forward on small patterns and I hook my pants over saddle horn. When he fires out of the turn my pants will rip the button off. Last November it happened , I heard my pants rip, but no big deal, kept hustling. After I started running home I felt a little more wins than usual. This time my pants and boxers ripped! Wide open ! I felt my junk touching Bare leather! Everyone got a show. But I got a check!
Oh Flit that is a funny story! I'm not laughing at you but with you.   | |
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Location: Montana | Well my mare is a ratey little thing, and very turny, so when she is clocking you better hang on. Well one night everything kind of sucked...race was supposed to be outdoors, but it poured rain for a good 15 minutes 30 minutes before the race starts. But the place has an indoor arena so we moved it inside, no big deal, my mare usually clocks better indoors. Indoors it was dusty, dusty, dusty because it hadn't been prepped at all (wasn't supposed to rain). Well, my mare and I were hauling to the first barrel and we just inhaled it...best first barrel ever. Well, since my mare is ratey I'm always looking to the fence on all three barrels. Well on the second barrel was looking to the fence and kept going forward and my mare rated hard. I almost went off the front of her, but somehow managed to hang on and get my butt back in the saddle (I was hanging part way off the side). I went to the third barrel, no stirrups (lost them in that shenanigan, worn rubber bands ever since), but it ended up being a no time because the office said we crossed the timer line...I didn't think I had. But if I had kept with her on that second barrel, I'm almost certain that would have been one of the fastest times we would have as we have never before or since inhaled that first barrel quite like that. Always been good, but never that fast or that smooth. | |
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| Lbarrelracer08 - 2015-09-03 5:56 PM A few years ago I had brought a colt to an outdoor arena to exhibition and run at a little jackpot. It just so happened that the next day they were having a homecoming rodeo at this same arena so they had started decorating it and had some calves and bulls in the pens lining the alley way. The colt that I brought was a notorious bucker, but had been on good behavior for the previous few weeks. On my second exhibition I came into the alley way and picked up a lope and about 3 strides into the arena that sucker broke in two and launched me. I still don't know if it was the tinsel, bulls, or him just being a prick. So I climbed back on him and finished my exhibitions, madder than a wet hen that he bucked me off in such a public setting. Once I got back to my trailer, I started inspecting myself for any damage and noticed that my right elbow had about a golf ball sized swelling on it, so I went to hop off and tie him up. I am quite well endowed up top, and somehow managed to hook not only my shirt but also my sports bra on the horn as I was dismounting, but didn't realize it until it was too late. My legs were dangling inches about the ground as I swung there on my saddle horn from my bra with the bottom half of my ta-ta's hanging out for everyone to see for what seemed like an eternity. Amazingly enough, the horse that had just bucked my a** off not 10 minutes before stood there cool as a cucumber as I fished my foot back into the stirrup and climbed back up to unhook myself. I was mortified about the whole ordeal so I quickly untacked and high tailed it out of there. I decided to just forfeit my run money and leave with what little dignity that I had left. This is good stuff! I am sorry that I really did laugh at the thought of a person dangling from the saddle by her bra.
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Location: IM A DUDE!!!!!!! | Had a horse that didn't understand the word WHOA. So when I was breaking him in, I was working him in the round pen and he wouldnt stop with WHOA. However for some reason, I had cleared my throat and he stopped. So I would clear my throat loud and he used that as cue to stop or slow down.....fastforward a few years later. Was doing an exhibition run on him. Ran to the first barrel and cleard my throat and he rated. Ran to the second barrel and cleared my throat and he rated. Ran to the third and he somehow stumbled a little bit while I was about to clear my throat to cue him. However a loud orgasmic moan came out instead and he ended up turning the barrel wide and running between the second barrel and the fence resulting in a no time and a WTF look from peoples faces lol | |
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| Oh gosh, I have quite a few of stories that I find embarrassing. Some actually turned out to be pretty awesome (like when my reins flipped over my horse's head running poles, and we managed to keep them all up and win anyways just by neck reining one side. Fancy buttons became very helpful on that run.).
I remember several years ago, it was one of my first years running my main horse, and I was at a smaller playday running poles. We really weren't good at them at the time, so I was amazed that we managed to actually RUN a clean set of poles. I was so excited running home, that I wasn't REALLY paying attention, and this dork of a mare chalks on the breaks and turns her end stopping circle....in the middle of the pattern. We had a long time fixing that issue, and she will sometimes try to do it before the timer line, but I keep her running straight now and can anticipate her and jerk her straight more. It's awful because we had that stupid pole class won with plenty of room to spare. LOL | |
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Location: west of East Texas | I bought a really nice finished horse for a change in 2009. I loved everything about her except that she didn't much care to relax but I had to appreciate her work ethic. That was until that day she slipped at the 2nd barrel and just rolled over in the turn. I was able to kick out (yes, rubberbands break if they need to) and roll away from her. There was my mistake. I was too far away from her to catch her or catch her attention. She rolled right back up and kept on going like I was never there to start with. She executed a nearly perfect 3rd and crossed the timer for a 2D finish. But wait, that's not all folks! As she was about the enter the alley she decided she had more to give. She turned left and took herself for a victory lap in high gear. Then she did a 180 at the alley and took a victory lap the other direction, in high gear. She was so stinking proud of herself. But wait, there's more. She continued this for enough laps to say hi to the tractor guy at the far end of the pen 6 times then avoid him all the others, gather a crowd of 14 humans inside the arena, run close enough to me to kick dirt at me on her way by 3 times, turn 3 or 4 random barrels along her journey, put on a bucking bronc show that would have scored an 85 if she'd had a rider, laid down a sliding stop pretty enough to make a reiner drool right about the timer line, then walked right up to me and looked at me like I should be applauding. The people in the arena eventually quit trying to catch her and just stood there watching the show. I've never seen a horse run that hard for that long. I decided then she had missed her calling, she should have been a cross country desert race horse. | |
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| I took my little mare to a 3 day weekend AQHA show just to go along with a friend. There was money on the line, so I wanted to try, but around her AQHA shows don't care much about getting the ground right for running on. Well, the first day, we ran our pattern, placed, and as long as we had a clean pattern the next day, we'd get a check. So the next day, I warm up as usual, same ground as the day before, kind of crappy, but OK. So, we go in to make our run, we're taking it easy, the ground sucks, turns the 1st and 2nd decent, just have to get around the 3rd clean. We round the 3rd, I think we're clear, so I kiss to her, to make up some speed in the homestretch. About 1/2 way down the run home she turned into a professional rodeo bronc, and continues running forward. I held on a good 3-4 rounds, and I went @$$ over tea kettle over her head. I landed on my back on the ground in front of her, she stopped and looked down at me. Well, thankfully, I held on until after we crossed the timer line, so we still won our check. But I got up, dusted my butt off and just about hid in the trailer the rest of the weekend. | |
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| On the second day of most barrel races we warm the horses up bareback by just wandering around the fairgrounds. We are usually in a halter and lead rope and I use a saddle pad because my gelding has huge withers.
We stopped to talk to a friend at her trailer and my guy decided he wanted to eat grass. All was good until I lifted my leg to show her my shin which he had decided to take out the day before on a barrel. My saddle pad deposited me in the dirt before I could even go "Oh!"
I think the embarrassement came from gelding who lifted his head, looked back at me, and you could read his face...."WTH are you doing?" He never even twitched when I fell off, pad and all. He just kept eating, minus THE LOOK. | |
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Location: Do I hear Banjos? | Well Flitastic and I had a very similar story...however only my jeans ripped and showed my lacy panties to the audience...(and I don't have junk). Bad part is the photographer got a wonderful shot! (Of which i have burned all negatives of course!)
So...I'll tell my friend's best story: She and her boyfriend were on their way back from the rodeo. They stopped for gas and the place was sketchy so she decided to just go pee in the shavings in the trailer. She thought he saw her go in there. Apparently...he thought she had gone inside the store. So once he finished getting gas...and being the gentleman he was, he proceeded to pull away from the pumps to be closer to the store to pick her up. As he drove away...the back door of the trailer swung open. There she was...pants at her ankles...squatting with her back to the door. Fully mooning a family in a minivan! In her haste to stand up and cover herself...she fell down... bare butt...right into a pile of horse manure. A rodeo experience she will never forget! | |
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Location: Midwest | Mine's not as great as the others, however I did over-tighten my flank cinch a few weekends back and ended up bucking/crow hopping from the first to second barrel.... also around both. Loped the third, ran home and we ended up winning the 4D, so I'll take it!  | |
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Location: At the race track with Ah Dee Ohs | TrailGirl - 2015-09-04 9:29 AM Well Flitastic and I had a very similar story...however only my jeans ripped and showed my lacy panties to the audience...(and I don't have junk). Bad part is the photographer got a wonderful shot! (Of which i have burned all negatives of course!) So...I'll tell my friend's best story: She and her boyfriend were on their way back from the rodeo. They stopped for gas and the place was sketchy so she decided to just go pee in the shavings in the trailer. She thought he saw her go in there. Apparently...he thought she had gone inside the store. So once he finished getting gas...and being the gentleman he was, he proceeded to pull away from the pumps to be closer to the store to pick her up. As he drove away...the back door of the trailer swung open. There she was...pants at her ankles...squatting with her back to the door. Fully mooning a family in a minivan! In her haste to stand up and cover herself...she fell down... bare butt...right into a pile of horse manure. A rodeo experience she will never forget!
Oh my gosh......I am sitting her laughing so hard. Poor girl, but dang that was funny. | |
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Location: Midwest | A friend of mine did catch her bra on the horn at the third during a rodeo... it ripped her bra off and her shirt TOTALLY open and she ran all the way home trying to cover her shame... lol | |
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Location: Willows, CA | I took my youngest daughter to the High School Rodeo National Finals in Gillette WY on her last year. She cuts. The horse stalls were on the other side of the big track, so we would saddle up and warm up on the track before we got to the building on the other side where the cutting pen was located. I always took a turn back horse to settle cattle and help the California kids and a some others who knew us. We saddled the horses and a friend asked for help catching a horse that had gotten out. Once that was done, we hurried back, mounted up, and warmed up around the track on our way to the cutting pen for a practice on the day of the short go. On the first big turn I made helping in the practice pen I learned that I had not tied off my latigo. The result was me on the ground in front of a full house that was watching the practice. My good horse just stopped and looked at me like the idiot that I was. On a brighter note, Katie won the finals that night with me in her corner, but there were quite a few chuckles when I rode into the arena to help that night. | |
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Location: 31 lengths farms | You mean like when you haven't had your hat on in ages, you grab it to slap on and realize it needs to be reshaped and resized but in the emergency you grab a kotex pad and slap it in the brim real quick as extra padding only to have your hat come off but the pad stays taped to your forehead????  | |
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Location: NE Texas | FLITASTIC - 2015-09-03 8:51 PM My good horse is one of those roll back types that runs super hard, doesn't rate much and rolls back in 1 move. In and out. Im a guy and once in a while he turns so hard he throws me forward on small patterns and I hook my pants over saddle horn. When he fires out of the turn my pants will rip the button off. Last November it happened , I heard my pants rip, but no big deal, kept hustling. After I started running home I felt a little more wins than usual. This time my pants and boxers ripped! Wide open ! I felt my junk touching Bare leather! Everyone got a show. But I got a check!
Oh Flit, I needed this chuckle today! I hope your "man-scaping" was on point! LOLOLOL TGIF!!!! Get the money if you go anywhere this weekend! | |
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