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Why don't you ride the bulls, Daddy?

I just ride broncs bareback, son.

Why?

Tell you the truth, I'm scared of them.

I ain't scared of them.

Hold on tight.

Grab on, grab on.

Go!

Go, Lane, go! Good ride, son!

- Good ride! - Good ride, cowboy!

Way to go, boy!

We're at the Ardmore Teen Rodeo, where champions of tomorrow...

come to the youth rodeo arenas.

This is where our youngsters learn how to cowboy up.

- Do your best, son. - Thanks, Clyde.

Find the guts, intestinal fortitude, and the strength...

- I aim to try, sir. - Hey, Lane.

...it takes to be champion in this game.

Right now we're about to watch Lane Frost.

His daddy Clyde was a five-time National Finals rodeo qualifier.

- Stay up on your rope. - Yes, sir.

Reach your feet front.

Don't try to second-guess him.

If you want to ride, Lane, be the best.

- Yes, sir. - Bear down.

Sir. OK, boys! OK!

Hold on, Lane!

Get ready for the bulls.

Hey, luck's being sent in to this kid.

Look at his great control...

and a fabulous little bull ride...

right here by one of your very own Oklahoma cowboys.

Lane Frost made it to the whistle.

The marking's gonna come up for this young man...

at eighty-six points...

and you are looking at your champion rider...

of the Ardmore Teen Rodeo.

He cowboy'd up, and the judges liked it.

Lane Frost taking what Daddy told him...

and putting it to work. Nice job, cowboy.

Lane, come on!

You're gonna be late!

Breakfast is ready. You got time.

Did you get those shirts done?

Will you sit down?

Lane, I saved you a little money to take.

Mom, I don't need it. I been chopping wood.

Just in case you get into trouble.

It's not my first time to the rodeo.

But it's the first time you've rodeoed with Tuff Hedeman.

Tuff, slow down. You're gonna wake me up.

Where is that stupid idiot pencilneck son of a bitch?

He'll be here.

We're going to have to drive like hell to get there on time.

That's the way you drive anyway.

Why did I let you talk me into this?

Because I like him, and he can share expenses...

and Lane's good.

He ain't that good.

He beat you at the high school finals.

Hey, he got lucky.

He is a puss.

You know it, and I know it.

Sit down, Lane.

Need you back Monday or that hay rots.

Yes, sir, I will be.

He was out there at four thirty this morning.

Nobody ever accused Lane of avoiding work.

Rodeo ain't a way to make a living.

Got to be damn good to make it pay.

That's what I plan on being.

Nice shirt, Lane!

Real pretty.

My mom made it.

You ought to pick up a whole lot of girls in that shirt.

I might want to borrow it.

Ready?

Just waiting on you, bud.

I bet you wished you was going with him.

If the shirt don't get girls, that stupid hat will.

That is an original hat.

Is that a joke? We don't joke in my family.

We're your family now, buddy.

This here feather in my hat's my trademark.

That's what we need, Tuff... a trademark.

I got one. Hard, full of juice, and barely fits in my jeans.

Jeez, Tuff!

It's my flask, Lane. Cody, want some OJ?

Lane, didn't think you'd make it today.

You never rode with Tuff.

Tuff, you drew Bucky Nightmare.

Hang on. He's a rank one.

That's the kind I like.

Our last competitor in the barrel racing competition...

is Kellie Kyle from Quanah, Texas.

This lady's already won over $17,500 this year...

a tremendous performance this early in the season.

Kellie's no newcomer to the sport.

She was the National High School...

Barrel Racing Champion back in 1980.

She's riding one of the fastest quarter horses...

on the circuit today...

that great quarter horse called Crawford.

Kellie Kyle... the time, seventeen point three.

That's gonna make her our Amarillo champion barrel racer.

We'll see Kellie at the National Finals rodeo in December...

as one of our top fifteen ladies in our world standings.

Let's get ready to go down here with Lane Frost.

Two years ago, he was the high school champion...

You're as pretty as my sister, but don't ride like her.

This bull's prettier than your sister.

All right.

OK, boys! OK, boys!

It'll be an automatic disqualification.

His entry fee will be added to that prize money here.

Eighty-five is what he's trying to beat.

Lane Frost with a fine bull ride here.

Look at that young man go!

Lane Frost from Lane, Oklahoma.

He's just lucky.

You get a good bull, that's half your score.

He stays on and rides.

That's the other half.

Eighty-three. Good enough to win second.

Just listen to those people out there.

You've won a whole lot of rodeo fans.

Hey, lucky boy, your shirt ain't pretty no more.

You got a little mud on your feather there.

You hold good.

He's gonna come blowing out of there hard.

No. He's gonna start spinning flatter than a pancake.

- He gonna blow. - He gonna spin.

- He'll blow. - Spin.

We'll see.

Shut up and pull my damn rope back.

Make some money, all right?

He gonna blow.

He gonna spin.

- He'll blow. - Pull me.

He gonna blow.

Gonna spin.

He's just gotta stay on this bull for eight seconds.

Let's go, boys.

Oh, boy, look at that bull blow out of there!

Well, good-bye, $65 entry fee. Let's pay him off anyway.

That was a fine little try.

No score, no money for Tuff Hedeman.

Ladies and gentlemen...

you can see that he's very upset about that.

"There's a piece of little finger...

"on a fence out in Cheyenne.

"They had a wild horse race.

"I thought I'd lend a hand.

"I left bone chips down in Tucson...

"with a doctor and a nurse.

"Gave blood in Oklahoma just to help me reimburse.

"In Omaha, Nebraska, I left a chunk of chin.

"I tried to find it later...

"but forgot where all I'd been."

There you go.

All I'm saying is...

you couldn't bet in any money standing in the mud.

Told you he blows out of there, Tuff.

If you had any sense, pretty boy...

you'd know he was thinking about spinning...

and just changed his mind, is all.

I'm glad one of you's thinking.

I don't mean to tell a feller his business...

but you better keep a bend in your arm.

Like this?

- Kind of. What's your name? - Travis.

You want to be a bull rider?

Keep this in mind.

First, stay up on that rope.

Very good. Second thing...

keep your arm real high and reach out for the front.

Towards the head?

Kind of. Pretend there's a wall there.

That's the bull's territory. You don't want to be back there.

Third thing?

Hold on with my feet?

Right. Get a good hold. Bend your legs.

Toes out, get a foot hold, chest up, arm out.

You gonna cover him fine. Let's see ya.

All right. That's good.

Travis, take care. I got to go.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Congratulations, Kellie.

Thanks.

You don't remember me, do you?

Lane Frost. We met at the high school finals.

Sure, Lane. How you doing?

I'm all right.

I don't usually watch barrel racing...

but you make it look real interesting.

Well, my horse Crawford does all the work.

What do you think about getting a bite to eat real quick?

Oh, I'm with my mom.

Well, your mom's got to eat, too.

This is my mom Carolyn Kyle.