Somewhere my wife is snickering at me. She says I have a "man crush" on Clinton Anderson.
She's wrong, of course. But the accusation still stings.
Okay look, so I joined the "No Worries Club" so I could download the previously aired episodes of his television show - it proves nothing!
And yes, I have insisted that my wife watch some of his YouTube videos with me. Since when does sharing some quality time with my wife raise such ugly suspicions?
Sure, after watching a couple of his rental DVDs I did mention that I could stand to lose a few pounds so I could look that good on a horse. I guess being health conscious is a bad thing.
Worst of all, when I offered my wife a weekend getaway in scenic Madison, Wisconsin (Sept 11-12, coincidentally the same weekend as a Walkabout Tour stop) she rolled her eyes at me. I guess no one appreciates romance anymore.
I mean, yes, I do respect the guy's skill with horses. His philosophy and methodology make sense to me. But a "man crush?" That's just ludicrous! I can't even imagine how she could think such a thing.
By the way, anyone know what kind of jeans he wears?