Most weekends you will find me tuned into Versus watching the PBR — Professional Bullriding.  I love it.  My dad introduced me to the “Toughest Sport on Dirt”.  I was home visiting my parents and my dad was watching bullriding so I started watching with him.  I got hooked.  Bill doesn’t quite get my adoration. He thinks it because I like to look at the cowboys in their Wrangler jeans and that is a perk, but I really watch it because it’s exciting to see if the rider can stay on the bull for eight seconds.  In this sport, the rider and the bull are the athletes.  The bulls garner just as much respect as the riders.  The riders, although competing against one another, are really competing against the bull.  These riders are friends and they root for one another.  Another thing I like about the PBR is there is no shame in showing appreciation for the man upstairs.  Many riders after each bull ride whether they rode or got bucked off will kneel and point towards the sky.  This is their own way to say thank you for keeping me safe.  It sounds funny to a lot of people especially in this part of the country that people would actually watch bullriding.  It is one of the fastest growing sports, believe it or not.  One thing that is funny about when I watch the PBR is the twang that I really do have comes back in full force. I guess I keep it pretty well under control, but when I watch the PBR, am in Oklahoma or my mom is around it all comes back.  So if you are flipping through the channels and see bull riding listed, check it out.  You might like it.  Oh and thanks, Dad, for introducing me to the PBR. It’s great!