Sweat running down my face the roar of the crowd fills the arena the rope tight around my hand, I close my eyes and take ten deep breaths 1,2,3,and so on, I hear my coach aka my uncle ask me if i’m ready I nod my head, as soon as the shoot opens I tighten my grip the bull speeds out tossing,turning and bucking its hind legs trying to break my grip, I feel my body shifting the other way so I reset my position. I see the timer hit 5,6,7 it finally hits 8, errrrrrrrr!!!!! the buzzer screams I tell myself “that was the longest 8 seconds of my life” the announcer is yelling “He’s done it, He’s done it”!!! the crowd cheers and claps, I try and get my hand free but it won’t budge I think to myself “why the hell isn’t my hand coming loose”? This was the first time this has happened to me, the crowd goes quiet for a brief moment, and then I hear one of the people scream “someone help him he’s stuck”!! My glove contained too much rossen that made it hard for me to get my hand free, I feel my body get thrown over the side of the 700 plus pound bull, I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder and all of a sudden I feel and hear a “POP”, “SON OF A” I yell, my shoulder had dislocated and shifted to the left, I feel like a ragdoll being tossed around by the bull, I feel my arm in a significant amount of pain and then I hear
a loud “SNAP” my collar bone broke and shifted half an inch up.
  By then I wanna start crying I yell for help as my uncle jumps into the arena the bull gives one more big thrust and I feel my body go flying up in the air my hand comes out of my glove “thank God” I say to myself, as i'm in the air,I have a flashback to the previous day, my uncle and I had a rodeo in MT, Morris we are ready and prepared for whats to come, before we had to get geared up we went out to eat at pizza hut, he started to get that worried look on his face, “What's wrong”? I asked, he replied “I’m just worried about you is all” I didn’t get what he meant by that, After we got done eating I started thinking on what he said, “I’m just worried about you is all” played in my head over and over not knowing he knew I was going up against one of  the biggest and baddest bulls the next day.
It was time to get geared up and ready for the show my uncle rode before I did, he was in the shoot getting positioned and I went up hugged him and told him good luck, I kept wondering what was on his mind because he didn’t show to the riders family prayer session we have before every rodeo. I heard the buzzer scream and then I snapped back to reality flying through the air my heart dropping to the pit of my stomach my body feeling like nothing all of a sudden “WHAMM”!!!! I slam into the gate and hit my head, I come in and out as the medics try and get me on the stretcher, the last thing I saw was my uncles face before I blacked out.
When I come to I realize i’m in a bed with tubes and wires sticking out of me not knowing where I was I start to freak out and panic from the shock and trauma, “Uncle Robby, Uncle Robby” I scream, he runs to my side “I’m here kido” he says in a worried voice “you’ve been out for a while” I started to cry for the simple fact that I could have died from the fact that I had the most scariest life or death experience of my life, I knew now why he told me he was worried, I only had one question and one question only so in a whimpering pouty voice I asked “Did I beat my record”? He chuckled as he said the words “Yes kido you beat your record”, the tears came pouring out of my eyes even more like a waterfall in a rain forest “I did it” I told myself “I finally beat my record”, The joy of knowing that the 4 months of practicing of the hard work the blood,sweat,and tears I shed finally paid off, the feeling of knowing I proved all the people who said i couldn’t do it,that I could be more,that I could become the best if I put work,effort,and never gave up that i could do anything.
That one moment in the hospital I realized that all I have worked for meant so much more knowing I never gave up.