About 40 years ago I was at a rodeo in central Oregon where a bull managed to scramble out of the arena. A little later I could see a couple of cowboys roping him in a nearby field.
The announcer said that day that there were a few more bulls there than entries to ride them, and offered a free bull ride to anyone who was interested. I did not take advantage of the opportunity.
Some of the amazing athleticism and guts I’ve ever seen was at the Prescott Rodeo a couple of years ago (my first). Most patriotic night out ever, too.