Even though I grew up on a ranch (okay–it was more of a “farm”) and went to a few rodeos in my day, in both Colorado and Wyoming, I wasn’t much of a bull-riding or bronco-busting fan.

That is, until my oldest daughter, Tina Battock, went from being an officer in Morris Communications to being the first team manager (and only woman GM) for the first Pro Bull-riding teams series.

I try to watch, but it’s a lot like watching politics these days; I hope for a win, hope for those 8 seconds of a successful ride with no injuries, hope nobody on any team gets hurt. Now, I either watch the taped event or look at the results page.

Now, I’m just sayin’, just show me the results, tell me who won, who lost, who came out uninjured. By the way, the bulls are also in competition; the bull who prevents the most riders from completing their 8-seconds, gets rewards, as does their owner.

Rootin’ for my side and hopin’ we can all be on the same side. Someday.