There’s a moment, right when the chute gate opens, when all the nerves that have been building up explode into one great adrenaline rush. And it’s awesome.Then there’s what happened on Friday. I climbed up the fence, lowered myself onto my camel. Then waited. The nerves built up, the tension rose, the gate swung open ... and nothing.My competitors charged into the arena, while my camel and I sat still. I kicked, I yelled, I turned around to smack his rump. He just wasn’t feeling it.Fortunately, the camel handlers, realizing my dilemma, jumped in to help. One pulled and one …