Although I was never personally a big fan of the sport, I grew up around rodeos. As a kid I could count on the near certainty of our annual local "Rodeo and Riding Club" event having on its roster a bull named "Widow Maker", or as the locals pronounced it "Widder Maker". All of the animals, the "broncs" as well as the bulls, had names, but this one stuck out. That made him a legend to all of us. I never wanted anyone to get hurt, of course, including the animals, but I always hoped the bulls found their riders little more than a very temporary annoyance.