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- Kory
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- Burleson
Several months ago my sister-in-law filled out an application for my nephew to do Mutton Bustin' at the HLSR. Well, he was chosen to do it this past Friday, 3/15/2013! She asked me to try to get some pictures of it. Oh sure, no problem! But, mission accepted. My wife and I started out with tickets to Friday's shows, Section 648 Row B Seats 18 & 19. All along I had an idea of what I wanted to do, it was only a matter of if I could make it happen. After work, we went home, I grabbed my camera and 80-200 and we headed to the show.
We got into Reliant at about 6:30 and scouted out where we knew the Mutton Bustin' would take place. The stadium was pretty empty, everything starts at 6:45 or so with the grand entry. We located the section we wanted to get into and as the lady at the top of the section, who checks tickets, was distracted, we walked by as if we belonged there. For those who have been, there is a separate section at the very bottom, very expensive tickets. We walked down and talked to the guy who checks the tickets for that section. We asked him if it would be possible for me to get into the section just for the Mutton Bustin'. His response was: "You see this line right here? That side is fine... this side is County Jail."
Ok, so sweet talking that guy wasn't going to work. The next option I came up with was to barter with someone in that section to see if I could get in there. I picked out a lady who I thought was in the perfect spot, front row and right where I thought the action was going to be. We sat in some seats and I told my wife to talk to her if she came by. I said tell her we'd buy her a beer if she let me borrow her ticket during Mutton Bustin'. She came by, my wife worked her magic, explaining why we were asking, and she said, "I don't see why not."
Over the next 2 hours we had to move seats several times and were no longer on the aisle as the stadium started to fill up. Mutton Bustin' is the last event of the rodeo, right before the concert of the night starts. We didn't want to leave the section because the lady at the top was checking tickets, so we probably wouldn't be able to get back in. So no food, drink, or potty breaks during that time. And I had to go potty. I didn't think the front row seat lady would follow through with us, but she did! As the calf scramble started she came up looking for us. We told her it was the next event, and she said she'd be back. At that time my wife asked a sloshed lady next to us if she could borrow her ticket. With that, she went and grabbed a beer for the lady, to hold up our end of the deal.
As they started setting up for the Mutton Bustin', front row lady came up again and I made my way out to the aisle. I handed her a beer and she handed me her ticket. I walked down, showed the ticket checker, and sat in my front row seat. Without boring you further, I give you my photo story.
Brayden Gets Mutton Busted
Mission accomplished.
We got into Reliant at about 6:30 and scouted out where we knew the Mutton Bustin' would take place. The stadium was pretty empty, everything starts at 6:45 or so with the grand entry. We located the section we wanted to get into and as the lady at the top of the section, who checks tickets, was distracted, we walked by as if we belonged there. For those who have been, there is a separate section at the very bottom, very expensive tickets. We walked down and talked to the guy who checks the tickets for that section. We asked him if it would be possible for me to get into the section just for the Mutton Bustin'. His response was: "You see this line right here? That side is fine... this side is County Jail."
Ok, so sweet talking that guy wasn't going to work. The next option I came up with was to barter with someone in that section to see if I could get in there. I picked out a lady who I thought was in the perfect spot, front row and right where I thought the action was going to be. We sat in some seats and I told my wife to talk to her if she came by. I said tell her we'd buy her a beer if she let me borrow her ticket during Mutton Bustin'. She came by, my wife worked her magic, explaining why we were asking, and she said, "I don't see why not."
Over the next 2 hours we had to move seats several times and were no longer on the aisle as the stadium started to fill up. Mutton Bustin' is the last event of the rodeo, right before the concert of the night starts. We didn't want to leave the section because the lady at the top was checking tickets, so we probably wouldn't be able to get back in. So no food, drink, or potty breaks during that time. And I had to go potty. I didn't think the front row seat lady would follow through with us, but she did! As the calf scramble started she came up looking for us. We told her it was the next event, and she said she'd be back. At that time my wife asked a sloshed lady next to us if she could borrow her ticket. With that, she went and grabbed a beer for the lady, to hold up our end of the deal.
As they started setting up for the Mutton Bustin', front row lady came up again and I made my way out to the aisle. I handed her a beer and she handed me her ticket. I walked down, showed the ticket checker, and sat in my front row seat. Without boring you further, I give you my photo story.
Brayden Gets Mutton Busted
Mission accomplished.