Blond hair, a plaid shirt, jeans, a Budweiser... and Professional Bull Riding. It doesn't get much more American than that!
Two weeks ago, my fellow New Yorkers and I donned our Wranglers (Sevens) and cowboy boots (Frye's) and headed to the last imaginable place you'd ever assume would hold a bull-riding competition... Madison Square Garden (home of the New York Knicks). We had been watching MSG (across from Macy's) prep for the event for days; lots of Texas license plates, Ford trucks, MRI machines (!) and finally, the bulls themselves. How can you resist watching (extremely attractive & fit) cowboys risk their life ride after ride, all for the glory of controlling a bucking bull for 8 seconds??? It was all glory and not too many guts for our cowboys at PBR. Sometimes I wonder what event my co-workers will come up with next!