You were a stable hand at one of the largest rodeos in New Austin. You had seen many different people and many different animals but none were quite as reckless and quite as..well dumb as John Marston.

You stood by in wait as the bull was released, John barely hanging onto its large black. The bull began to jump and kick violently, as it had done for the past week. Although John somehow managed to stay on the bull for a few seconds then most he was eventually thrown off. As soon as he hit the ground you were up. You quickly rushed in and grabbed him under the arms, easily pulling him away from the irritated bull. You took his hand and helped him to his feet, catching your breath “Thank you sir…I swear that damned thing was nearly about to stomp me to death” he said with a soft chuckle as he pushed his hat back against his head.