Late at night after all the so-called real sports are over, I often find myself channel surfing between two of my favorite late-night diversions -- poker and bull riding.

Now, some sports marketing genius has stumbled upon a way to combine the two. It's called Bull Poker or Sweat Poker (you'll understand when you see it) or simply, Dang! That there bull's horns sure are pointy!

Here are the rules. You got your card table; you got your poker players; you got your rodeo arena, and you got your bull. Everyone sits down at the poker table and waits. You set the bull loose. Last person sitting at the poker table wins.

As the expression goes -- WHAT could possibly go wrong

Thanks to the Wicker Chops website for pointing it out. Catch the lady participant who says: "It never crossed my mind at the time that there would be any danger involved." Also a warning, there's an icky but not fatal injury near the end.

In this next one, keep your eye on the guy with the red hat and back to the camera about a minute into the video -- because he disappears in a hurry.