As Sean Sorrentino puts it: ‘
“I figured there’s a whole lot of ways I can do this,” said Brittnacher. “And I don’t want to shoot him.”
And yes, he could’ve easily shot the intruder. The 79-year-old keeps rifles propped next to his doors to scare away coyotes. Old photographs hanging on his walls show him riding bulls and certificates deem him a member of the Texas Cowboy Hall of Fame.
But when he saw the gunman and listened to his almost unintelligible gibberish, Brittnacher decided to handle things differently.
“I didn’t know whether to be scared or feel sorry for him,” he said.
So he hit the guy. Hard. Right in the throat, like a karate chop.
They don’t make them like that old cowboy anymore.