The EMTs ran into the arena and helped another cowboy walk slowly off after feeling all his bones...just stunned someone reckoned.
“Did you see that clown? Useless! Just ran right outta the way.”
“Someone call a Doctor. Hey Dr. Daniels, Dr. Daniels, Dr. Jack Daniels.”
Lotsa laughing, lotsa cowboys lay there a while stunned or not sure what might have happened to them, some injury maybe could get worse if they move the wrong way.
“Hey don’t they know nothing. They shouldn’t be moving that boy ’til the medics come. They should know better.”
The ambulance came out into the arena and drove off with another cowboy. Usually the announcer would come on a little later and give the crowd a report.
“That guy’ll be well by next year just in time to ride another bull. When are these guys gonna learn you can’t just ride in and do it, ya gotta stay in shape?”
After the bull riding, they had the little kids chasing calves and the wild cow milking contest and then the event where crowds of grown men chased wild horses hoping to catch and ride one. Everybody had a helluva good time.