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Fun topic... Most embarrassing thing you've done IN a class?

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    Or the time Mr. Gate Sour dumped me twice in one show...and then in the flat class (yeah for a group!) we got a 3rd and went to get our ribbon and he spooked at it. It was already in my hand as he started to panic, so trying to avoid the coming spin/bolt, I dropped the ribbon only to have the hook catch on the rein. Horsie was now attached to the fluttering beast and completed the aforementioned spin and bolt maneuver he had been contemplating. I did not. I did, however, land on my feet...and took a little bow. Horses, keeping me humble since 1980.
    Keith: "Now...let's do something normal fathers and daughters do."
    Veronica: "Buy me a pony?"


      Love the stories!

      i have done so many dumb things it is hard to choose. I think the worst might have been when I was showing someone how to trot an Arab for an in hand class. I was riding western and my fringed chaps unrolled as I was cavorting ahead of the quickly prancing steed. I stepped on my chap fringes and totally ate the dirt. Well, way to Show em how it is done without even being ON the horse, fordtraktor!


        Trying to think of which embarrassing moment to share with you. I think one of the most embarrassing moments was when I was riding intermediate(3'9) show jumping. I was having an excellent round, went around a corner, saw a line, and for some reason, aimed my saint of a horse towards it. About 2 strides out i noticed that it was the wrong fence, it was an in and out with 2 oxers. Well, I was already committed , so we jumped 2 huge square oxers backwards clean. The in-gate was right there, so I just kept on cantering out the ingate through the warmup. No one would give me eye contact, and i kept my eyes down. People still ask me if I know where I'm going...remember, red on the right, white on the left and insanity in the middle!


          Does the jog to pin an over fences class count as part of the class? I had put Tea on the trailer to stay dry and warm while we waited for the class to finish, and the in gate lady was a bit scary (I don't think she enjoyed rainy day horse showing...), so I didn't really stay on top of the stand by list - I was too scared to keep bugging her as to whether there even was one! As a result, they called the jog list while Tea was still on the trailer. I begged for just five minutes to run to get her, and took off while my friend made the ring wait for us. I haven't run so fast in a very long time, hauled poor Tea off the trailer (Tea: "Is the trailer on fire??? Why am I being unloaded so fast???) and talked a random man in the ship in area into giving me a leg up (Random Man: "But you don't have a saddle!" Me: "I know, but please just give me a leg up! I need to get back to the ring!"). We did a fabulous extended trot back up through the pony-and-golf-cart-clogged roadway, then hand galloped up the warm up ring, with me shrieking, "Heads up!!!" to clear the way. I must have had my best Leslie Howard determination face on, because people really did move. Canter right up to the in gate, leap off, and go running into the ring. About 20 steps in, my Jello legs give out, I stumble, hit Tea's hoof, and face plant, right in front of the spectator tent. I don't think I even stuck my arms out to try to catch myself, but instead just went right down like a felled tree... And lay there, much to Tea's concern... Once I was sure that my legs would work, we did manage to complete the jog. Gotta say though, if I was destined to roll around in that lovely footing, better that I trip myself jogging for a ribbon than actually have a wreck and hit the dirt that way!


            That is an awesome story!!! I was jogging for the junior hunters once and I tripped when we were starting the jog so I made my horse weave back and forth. I could feel my trainers' eyes boring into my back: DON'T MAKE YOUR HORSE LOOK LAME DUMMY!

            I straightened him out to show he was, in fact, sound, and as we came back down to a walk he decided to scratch his head on my back, which made me faceplant right in front of the judge. This, in turn, spooked the other horses, one of whom got away from his kid and exited stage left. For whatever reason they didn't make me rejog, but they probably should have, since we both looked drunk. I think they just wanted me to leave the ring to stop the disasters.
            You can take a line and say it isn't straight- but that won't change its shape. Jets to Brazil


              A thousand years ago when I was a teenager, I borrowed a barnmate's horse to get qualified for medal finals. The horse was a medal machine, a lovely old-style Dutch with a ton of talent but an attitude to match. He always, ALWAYS went in a pelham and even then could sometimes get heavy. When I went to get on him to warm up before the class, he was wearing a different bridle with a plain full-cheek snaffle. I pointed this out to my trainer who glanced at it and said "Oh, you'll be fine!" And we were, for the first round at least, he was soft and listening.

              We were called back on top for the work off. The last part of the work off asked us to halt after the last jump and sit the trot out of the arena. The arena was built slightly downhill and the halt was supposed to happen going towards the out gate. The show facility was sort of built on a hill with my class in the top arena and stabling further down the hill past some other rings and warmups.

              Throughout the workoff course I could feel the horse getting a bit on the forehand and his stride kept building instead of settling. Regardless, our workoff was going well until we landed off the last jump and I asked for the halt. I tried to halt smoothly, then abruptly and then gave a big half halt and it was as if I was a fly on his back. I had no leverage with that full cheek in his mouth. Not only did he not attempt to halt, he demonstrated a lovely hand gallop as we blew past the outgate, galloped down the hill, past the arenas and warmups full of ponies and shrieking moms and blasted all the way down to the barn area. He finally stopped near the trailer parking and by this point I was leaning back as far as I could trying to seesaw or pulley rein or turn him. Luckily no one was run over or hurt on our joyride. The only thing that hurt was my pride. It was so embarrassing. Needless to say we didn't wind up winning (isn't the first rule always "Don't make the judge gasp!?") and we switched back to the stronger bit.


                The Evil Chem Prof


                  Messed up the course and got lost in my first show. When I understood that I'm going the wrong direction, I made a deliberate loop, while trying to spot the right (NEXT!) jump. All while with a wide, happy smile. Eventually, I understood where I have to go and completed the rest of the course without errors, wondering why I've not heard the bell.

                  After the class a friend who had been sitting near the judges told, that the judges were perplexed about my strange maneuvers and only because of my wide, confident smile decided that I'm carrying out a weird, strategic move - what I had tried to accomplish, they did not know, but then it was too late to ring the bell for me.


                    When I was a brand spanking new beginner rider it was my goal to show at the town fair. The year came where I was finally good enough to do the local circuit and show at the fair. I was so excited. This was my 8 year old self's Devon. During the flat class the horse I was riding slipped on a pile of manure left in the ring at the canter. Horse went down, I was catapulted several feet away. When I sat up and saw what just happened I laughed so hard I was crying. My poor grandmother was so freaked out. Needless to say I was out of the ribbons but the judge gave me a sixth place ribbon just for pushing on.


                      This wasn't too bad compared to some of the other's, but I can't seem to remember my good stories at the moment!

                      1) First ever mini GH&S medal for myself. I was competing a saint of a horse, and we had a really, really solid round except we knocked a rail. When I came out of the ring, the trainer assumed we wouldn't place due to hitting the rail. Which, I mean, fair enough. So I go put the horse away, and I'm near the ring but not super close. Anyways, a few moments go by and they are doing the ribbon ceremony. What do you know? I hear my name! So up run to the ring, my trainer saying not to get my hopes up, and I go up to the gate as the horses are walking out... and I placed second... I felt so awkward walking up the people because they make a big deal for collecting the ribbons.

                      2) I was in another medal class on my trainers super nice mare who was for sale. I found her incredibly strong... Super strong actually. We jumped the two stride in one... Whoops! My trainer was SO not happy lol.


                        Not a show, but a clinic with Joe Fargis. It was the middle of December, windy, raining...and in CA, we don't really do indoor rings all that much, but rather have covered rings....

                        The mounting block was in the barn and then you walked across a short ramp into the covered ring. My TB was a bit over the electric energy of everyone getting ready combined with the storm. He has always been tense about mounting and that day was no exception. I get him to stand still for a split second and get on with him moving before I was fully settled. I was just happy to get on. Mr. Fargis who was standing right there watching the whole thing, was not happy. He reprimanded me a bit and then told me how to teach the horse to stand for mounting*.

                        We all get into the ring, he brings everyone onto a smallish circle around him...and proceeds to lecture the group on the appropriate way to mount. I can't remember now if he called me out by name, but it sure felt like it. I was mortified. He did follow up just a few moments later complimenting my horse's tail, so there's that. But dang, what a way to start a clinic.

                        *(and it only took two more mounting incidents for me to buy in to his solution and horsie is much more reliable now. )
                        Keith: "Now...let's do something normal fathers and daughters do."
                        Veronica: "Buy me a pony?"


                          My first pony was a welsh cross with the straightest hind legs you ever saw. He was not a fan of jumping. At all. But that's what I wanted to do. So, we went to show after show and refused out time after time. Didn't matter.

                          Then our little town had a BIG SHOW! BIG! It had a celebrity judge! Tab Hunter came all the way to our little town to judge a show for us. WOW!

                          My first pony was unimpressed, and decided to refuse out as per usual. But for some reason, on one refusal, I came off, right over his head and into the fence. My father, gawd knows why, dashed out into the arena, picked me up and ran me out of the arena to the spectator area, leaving the horse behind. I wasn't hurt, I was ready to mount up and try again, but my dad had gone berserk. He'd never done it before or since. Still a mystery. I think I was 10 or 11.


                            Originally posted by lovezehorses View Post
                            This is not exactly at the show ring but my horse's personality at shows I took her to.
                            1) She decided this one gelding walking by was very handsome. Nickered at him and proceeded to stalk him until I asked her to stop. She listened, but conked her head to get a really good look at him.
                            2) She loves parents, I don't know why, she likes to poke and say hi to other kids parents. She ended up confusing one girl's father as he was watching her daughter's round and kept being poked by something. She also walked up to a random mom in the warm up ring when I was walking her.
                            This reminded me of a project horse I had during college. I would take her to do the jumpers at a local, unrated but weekend-long horse show. She probably would have actually made a better hunter, but I preferred the jumpers. The mare had a tendency to knock rails if not "managed" - her self carriage was actually fine but she was pathological about hitting the rails with her legs. I knew she COULD do it if sufficiently challenged but that's a story for another day.

                            The funniest thing was that she was a gray Thoroughbred mare, and she would only whinny at other gray horses. She wouldn't call to any other horses, but if the horse was gray they became her best friend instantly and she'd call to them long after they left her sight. We always used to joke that she had a gray fetish, and she'd travel with my friend's gray mare and even though the other mare hated mine, Angel would become attached at the hip to her gray girlfriend.


                              I was about 14 I think, and my lease horse had gone lame right before a show. They put me on one of the school horses so I could still participate, and I think it was a Level 0 jumper division. I had used to ride this lesson horse all the time, so thought nothing of hopping on to bop around a fun show day with him. In lessons, he was a pokey, flat TB type that was all leg and no go. Too bad they forgot to tell me that this horse would lose his fool mind the second he heard the buzzer... first class, buzzer goes off and we TAKE OFF. Okay, no biggie. My lease horse was a hot TB mare so I was used to it. We go up a short centerline to catch a middle fence, I steer left, horse goes right. I do a series of fantastic aerial gymnastics flip and land HARD. Couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, was pretty sure I was dead (definitely being dramatic, but we've all been there when the wind is knocked out of you!). I'd learned over the years to just lie still until you can catch your breath so that's exactly what I did.

                              In the meantime, my dad had thrown his expensive camera, hopped the fence, and was racing towards me along with my trainer and the gate keeper. The horse was gallivanting across the property. EMT's came in, took my blood pressure, said it was high (um, duh) and wanted to take me to the hospital because my legs weren't right. I was adamantly refusing and yelling at them that I didn't have to go. So then, owner of the barn and my sometimes trainer (BNT at the time) saunters in and gruffly asks if I'm okay. I told him I didn't want to go to the hospital, so he said alright then, picked me up, and helped me hobble out of the arena as if nothing had happened. At this point I realize I'm definitely not okay, but wanted to get on the horse anyway. Rightly, they wouldn't let me.

                              Once I sit down, BNT says to me, "You're not a real rider until you eat dirt and split your pants in the process. Welcome to the club." before casually walking away. Turns out I had split my pants right down the back, and popped buttons on my shirt during the fall. In case it wasn't humiliating enough having the EMT's come in and having a very public argument with them, also turned out I had seriously injured my hip and torn all sorts of things in there.


                                First dressage test in front of a real judge. My trainer is reading the test for me and the last movement was to stop at "G". Wait! "G"??!!! Where the heck was "G"?!!! Maybe she said "X" and I heard it wrong, but that's a stretch. Very kind judge explained to me where "G" was. I had thought it was a typo

                                Another time, in line in the ring after a HUS class, my poor mare decided she just couldn't wait to urinate anymore. So she did...and did...and did. The longest pee I'd ever seen her take, and with me on her back, and the crowd starting to snicker. It was pretty funny. And we placed fifth....
                                [COLOR=rgb(128,0,128)]Amy Gero [/COLOR]


                                  I was at a schooling show and the entry fee included unlimited classes. So I showed my mare in a Western Class. The announcer called out "Lope" and I thought they meant "Halt." So I promptly stopped. Oops! Luckily, I got her going and I think the judge missed it (mercifully). I have also eaten dirt in a jumping class (horse zigged and I zagged)- I was fine except for the embarrassment!


                                    About 12 years or more now, I was in a 6 bar and when we walked it I thought "hmmmmm that final fence is awfully close to the bbq tent". I should've listened to that because upon landing from the fence (a good 1.45m), I discovered that a) my mare didn't want to turn and b)she has no issues joining people in a tent! Somewhere there is a year end blooper video with that on, and the next year the final fence was set a long way back!!!
                                    Breast cancer survivor!


                                      Dying at "close your eyes"
                                      "The Son Dee Times" "Sustained" "Somerset" "Franklin Square"


                                        I was at a faux jumper show in Aiken this winter (they have scheduled times for different heights, and as long as you are on the list you can go in and practice your round during each set time- it's great) with my boy, who hadn't been to a show in nearly two years at that point due to our combined injuries. This is a legit show grounds, complete with a fullsize GP ring, including huge, flapping country flags all down the far long side. My jumper is a pretty chill little dude, so I figured he might look a bit at the flags, but I wasn't concerned.

                                        I should have been concerned.

                                        We went in and I trotted him over to that side to let him look. He blew up like a balloon and got slower. And slower. And slower. We managed to get about 30 feet away from the fenceline when he stopped dead, gave an enormous snort, reared, came down, hopped straight up into the air and bucked, and then started running backwards.

                                        I got him to stop right around the centerline, at which point he called upon the blood of his dressage ancestors and piaffed, verrrrrry slowly and with great expression, away from the flags. I just sat there, laughing helplessly while trying to steer him as people guffawed on the sidelines. It was one of the most ridiculous things that has ever happened to me in the saddle.

                                        Once I got him back down to earth, we actually managed to get around all of the jumps except those on that line, and then later we were able to go back in and jump around the whole course. However, he was on High Alert, and the five jumps all along that line had about 27 extra strides in between the fences because he was bouncing up and down the whole time.
                                        You can take a line and say it isn't straight- but that won't change its shape. Jets to Brazil


                                          Ok I'll play.

                                          I was 8 and at Upperville in the Small Pony Hunters, and it was my first "model" class. I knew how Sox (my pony's) legs were supposed to look, but when I was in line (I had jogged 4th), I couldn't for the life of me get him to put his feet in the right spot. So, I went over, picked up each of his feet, and placed them correctly.

                                          When the judge moved me from 4th to 5th, I had no idea as to why, until I came out of the ring and had my trainer explain to me that what I had done was against the rules. Ooops. It seemed pretty logical to me at the time!