I am supposed to make myself the crash test dummy and make myself look like an easier target

September 24, 2016
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I am supposed to make myself the crash test dummy and make myself look like an easier target

I am supposed to make myself the crash test dummy and make myself look like an easier target

“I do between 30 to 40 rodeos a year. I hope to do 40-50. I was 21 when I started working rodeos and 23 when I started clowning. I love it. A friend of mine from Carrolton, Georgia owns bucking bulls and I bugged him for a long time for a job. He asked me to go with him to a high school rodeo, the next weekend I went with him to a PCA rodeo and I have been running the highways ever since. Being out there, you have to be one step quicker than the bull. A lot of times they can’t move as fast when with the flank on when they are kicking and they don’t have all four feet on the ground.  They are just turning on their front feet. If you can step past them and into their front shoulder, you are fine. I am supposed to make myself the crash test dummy. If the rider falls down and the bull is about to hook him, my job is to step over the rider and sit on the bull’s head and make myself look like an easier target. I almost had to do that tonight. The bull put his head in my chest and was pushing me like a middle linebacker because we got our feet tangled. I was trying to bring the bull with me and give the rider time to get to the fence. I don’t feel fear because the adrenaline is pumping so hard that even when you get hit, you don’t feel it until the next day. I will be sore in the morning, but I will get up and walk it off and do it again tomorrow night. I am too big to ride bulls have never been on a bull because big boys and gravity don’t mix. Bull riders are smaller because they have to stay centered. I tell a lot of jokes out there and have them planned out. If a guy falls off a horse, I will do something to make it funny and take the crowd’s attention off of him. I am a big distraction from the start of the rodeo until the time bull riding is over. My name is Nathan, but my clown name is Cornbread. I earned that name when I was working at a fast food joint in college and there were two Nathans working there. My boss started calling me Cornbread and it stuck, I have been called everything from Cornbread to Pork Chop. Because of this job, I know people across the southeast. I get to do what I love every weekend and don’t have a 9 to 5 job. I haul cows during the week for a little extra cash. I have never been seriously injured. Stitches in the chin is about it. I know people come to rodeos and bull riding to see people get hit, and I hated to bust their bubble, but it wasn’t going to be this guy tonight. I was not in the mood to get run over. It is a crazy job, but it is crazy fun. If you are an adrenaline junkie there is no better feeling. I have done a lot of things, the only thing I haven’t done is get shot at, and there is nothing like this. When that gate pops, you don’t know what is going to happen next. You could get hauled out of here in a helicopter. I have seen guys break legs. One guy’s eyeball was pushed back in his skull. We love what we do. Most of the riders were born into it. You don’t step in front of a 1500-pound bull if you don’t love it. I don’t want to do anything else.”

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