Word: rodeoing
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...looked more like cowboys-and-Indians, or maybe whoop-it-up day at the rodeo. But there in U.S.-style blue jeans was Princess Anne, 12, all set to watch Daddy play in a polo tournament at Windsor. By contrast, Queen Elizabeth, 37, scorning matched mother-and-daughter garb, looked uncommonly chic, as crisply turned out as any young matron of the Virginia horsy set. Both appeared less concerned with fashion than with Prince Philip's chances. No problem, though. His team won a smashing victory...
...history. She has a well-trained soprano voice, has sung (Indian Love Call, Kiss Me Again, I'm Falling in Love with Someone) at civic, social and political gatherings all over the state. Married since 1936, she met Frank Morrison on a blind date at a rodeo; a bit before, she had been tipped off by a fortuneteller who told her that "a tall, dark and handsome gentleman will marry you; there will be three children." There...
...cowpokes who dueled fortnight ago in San Angelo are old and bitter rivals. The Texas favorite, Jim Bob Altizer, 30, was the Rodeo Cowboys Association champion in 1959, began roping chickens and dogs when he was still a toddler, graduated to goats at seven. "I've had a rope in my hands ever since I can remember," says Altizer, and his rope has won him a 38,000-acre ranch stocked with 600 Hereford cows, 6,000 sheep, 4,500 angora goats...
Against him stood the champion from Idaho, Dean Oliver, 33, who grew up as a field hand, never saw a big-time rodeo until he was 19. Sleeping on the ground and skipping meals to save money, Oliver taught himself how to handle a rope, won the first of his five Rodeo Cowboys Association championships in 1955. With $26,656 of prize money won on the rodeo circuit so far this year, Oliver was recognized as king of the ropers everywhere but in Texas. Said one show-me Texan: "We been followin' Jim Bob's tracks through...
...Much. In a regular rodeo, the ropers get two calves apiece. This time it was twelve calves per man. and, by starting time, upwards of $100,000 had been bet on the match. "I'm not nervous," Oliver insisted. "Not much, anyway. But when you get a thing going like this, with money ridin', you try so much harder. It's the pressure that gets you-not the calves...