Bustin ‘: Little Legue of Rodeo Country

Santa in, New Mexico – He passed 30 seconds before his big riding, and Julian Aboudaka seems to be as if he wanted to disappear under the wide edge of the white cowboy.

He stares in his shoes, wandering in his lower lip, and rubbing in his eyes tears.

Julian’s father, a former junior bullfighting champion, has a hand on both the shoulders of his 5 -year -old son.

“There is nothing wrong with Hijo,” says Vince Abu Daka while someone was fluffing the hat from the boy’s head and replaced by helmet. “Cow’s shepherds, well? I don’t want to cry when you get there.”

This is an unknown but loved Rodio event that is loved as children come out a few years of diaper, just like Big Boys Ride Bulls. Place parents in the suburbs of their children in Little League. In the country, where Rodio is the king, parents registrate their children for lamb.

In a flash, Rodio Julian’s hand raises his father’s arms and swings on the back of an unhappy sheep, wandering in a small pen. “I love you!” Vince calls when the gate comes.

Sheep is released in the square, and there is Julian, clinging tightly on her neck. Suddenly, the animal cuts the right and slides Julian to the left, and decreased in dirt. As if this was not bad enough, the sheep kicks it with a back burning because it stumbles.

There is panting everywhere. Then Julian stands, fluctuates a little, smiles.

Perhaps children climbed on the appearance of sheep as long as there were farms. But in the past thirty years or so, the sheep began to appear on the cow’s shepherds in the West. Here in the annual sixty of Rodeo De Santa Fe, who held the event since the mid -nineties, the rules are very simple: If your child ranges between 4 and 8 years and weighs less than 65 pounds, you can sign a waiver of responsibility, pay $ 30, and apply to a sheep and tell him to hang.

Twenty children will participate tonight in two groups, one before Rodio and the second start as his entertainment at the end of the first half. The ride rarely lasts longer than a few seconds (it may not be sheep, but they can definitely fluctuate), and every boy or girl walks with a glossy silver “hero” clip.

It is not a competition, but do not tell that to parents, especially those who want their children to grow up to be the professional bull passengers.

“It can become intense,” Jimmy Neil, who has organized the event over the past few years.

Stone Smith may be only 5 years old, but he got proportions.

The strong blond comes from the tensile family known in Texas, Banhandel. His father, Stran T. Smith, is a world -world Robe (will be installed here later tonight), and the Smith clan has relatives in the Braudio Celebrity Hall.

While his father is preparing to compete, Stone’s cousin deceives the old in some bad news. Subscribe to the next round of lamb is full, and it may not be sixty to ride.

“I will be very angry if he could not shake him tonight. He was never interested in Rodeo, but I finally convinced him to do this,” Vest, 20 says.

The jacket and the stone stand next to the sheep pen, and they size animals. This herd – which will be used in cutting, not eating – comes from the spread of the north, as the farm allows the sheep wool to grow for a long time so that children have something to hold. Tonight is full of long degrees.

“All you have to do is the bear,” tells Stone Stone. Just get a grip on “M. “

Stone, who seems more interested in filling with his solar glasses from discussing a fist technique, soon wanders away from climbing under candidias with another young boy.

Vest, a clear and curly hair with red blond hair, says Bustin is the first degree in the beef belt, says Vist, which is small and wide with curly blond hair. While speaking, he ties his thumb behind his large belt clip, which he won for a few years in the calf leveling competition.

He says: “This is where you start.” “I have always done riding sheep. I have a lot of mutton.

Vest plays the safety of the Texas Tech football team, so he no longer has a lot of time for Rudos. But he will definitely be happy if he enters Stone.

Vest says this may only depend, on whether Stone will go tonight.

In the ovaries, Nilly Bush, 6 years old, pressed a dusty scraping on her forearm, trying to make him bleed.

“She is a difficult girl.”

Nilly and her older brother, Readjoker, rode in the first round of lamb. (At the age of nine, Ridgewalker is technically large in his ride. This is one of the mft’s lamb – some children who are age or very heavy still end up.)

Both of them got a ray very quickly.

“Sheep was like,” stayed away from me! “Nelly says. “It was somewhat scary, but it was somewhat nice.”

From his place in the upper row of risers, Rolli can look at the gradual area, where the bull passengers are preparing. They extend the tendon of the knee, wrap the narrow strip around their hands, and throw the energy drink boxes. Two of them kneel in dust for prayer.

“Rodio is something that dies,” says Bush, who lives in Santa in Santa. “It is good to go out here and see the real deal. These are the real cowboy.”

The queen of cowboy rides, the national anthem is rich, and the broadcaster says he will lead a prayer. Everyone stands, puts their hats on their hearts and closes their eyes.

When it ends, the broadcaster calls the words that everyone was waiting for:

“Are you ready for Friday night?”

The crowd responds to a roar.

With the height of the night, the rain clouds move. The broadcaster spoke brightly on his way through the guideline wrestling and a bronching sadness, and the audience returns with popcorn, Indian pies, and Freito pies. For beginners, the Fritto pie is a snack from the southwest of minced meat, chopped onions, a lot of red, green, and hot pepper stacked on a bed of corn fetros chips, sometimes served in the bag.

Dominic Lopez, 5 years old, holds his stomach.

“I have stomach pain,” he says.

“These are butterflies,” says cousin Manuel Kavano – an old hand in lamb at the age of ten.

His advice to his cousin, who wears the silver seasons of the child’s size, and his friend Morein Martin, 8 years old, was the first time: “Just inhalation and exhale.”

Manuel, who rides the woolen monsters five times, tells the children that he was hung in the best way when he grabbed the sheep. But Mourin has a different technique in mind. “I will hold it around the waist,” she says.

Each child wears a protective helmet, jacket, long pants and a long-sleeved shirt-safety measures that were presented a few years ago after one child came out of the stomach.

As for sheep, which weighs about 70 to 100 pounds, the organizers say they have never been damaged. But animal rights groups – frequent critics in Sports Rudio – condemned the lamb as “acting”. They also called it abuse of children.

In rodeo tonight, the names of Morin and Dominic are called and their parents are handed over to the platform next to the bull’s shift, which stuffs the hands of Rodeo with sheep.

Neil, the organizer, moves from child to child, making sure that each of them has the right safety equipment, when the Sawyer jacket is released on her back.

“Sorry, madam. Do you not come together to have an additional place?” He asks. “Can we get a stone? Stone Smith?”

Look at it for a long second and then bend to the stone.

“Are you sure you want to ride?” You ask. The boy shakes his head no, then bury his face on his cousin.

“Yes, he does,” says Vist. “He did. He was talking about it all day.”

Jimmy again looks at Vist, who seriously nods his head and raised the stone on his head.

“Well,” she says. “Make it ready.”

The large drops of monsoon winds began to fall, and the winds move from the south. Children, one by one, are reduced, on sheep.

“Dominique Lopez!” The broadcaster screams, and comes out of the sheep that carry Dominic, his chapters are fluttering. He is so small and hangs out so well that a crowd of about 1000 chants loudly and may approach the bull passenger in eighth. When Dominic finally falls, he immediately stands and walks out of the square.

“Mourin Martin!” The broadcaster calls, and its sheep fly in the middle of the ring.

When sheep circles return, she is still on top, her arms hold around her stomach. Its technique is fruitful: it remains in 10 seconds, longer than anyone else.

Finally, the role of the stone is.

He looks at the sheep he leads about to ride with shivering lips. Immediately before lifting it, Rodio’s hand is stopped. “Do not Tottenham”, the man shouts. Tottenham is stripped of shoes and the stone is on the sheep.

“This is here, the big dog!” Sawyer calls for stone. “I got this.”

The gate comes and the sheep comes out. Almost immediately, the stone rolls on the floor. He sits, allows the mouth of the spitted spit and begins to cry.

Later, he raises a picture between his cousin and his father, their hands on his shoulders. It is cheerful. As well as his father and a jacket.

Like each other mutton player, he walks away with a belt clip – his first. The sheep is returned to the pens for some feed and some peace. The bull passengers fall to a defeat or ride to glory.

Children go home, grow a little longer, and may try again.