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The chute supervisor leaned over my shoulder just as I was helping a cowboy onto a saddle bronc.
“You the new guy? Here’s your rope.”
“Rope?”
“Look dummy. Braided inside is the cattle prod. Keep it hidden. Just jolt the horse when the gate opens.”
“I thought they were banned after the Humane Society took pictures last year.”
“Naw, we just banned cameras.”
“What about the media?”
“They got cameras, but we keepin’ the press out of the chute area this year.”
The gate opened with a rush.
“Hey, you didn’t use the prod. Where’d you say you were from?”