Rodeos The bulls clashing in the chutes, cowboys putting on their gear geting ready for their first ride of the new season. The air is cold, your breath can be seen like white clods of smoke, but still we sweat with the anticipation of making that eight second ride. This is the season that I expect to be the greatest thus far. Once again I hear the anouncer over the loud speaker introducing the rodeo, the cowboys and cowgirls who are getting ready to make their rides. We all stand when a very beatifull female dressed in all white walks into the middle of the arena to sing the national anthem. She starts with a very high pitch and two other females ride into the