...he gets up! My God he might be able to win this after all! But then, thud. Not only does he not get up again, but a few of the other runners step on him on the way to the finish. It is the most excruciating thing you have ever witnessed. I cannot cry, I cannot move. I stand and stare as the EMTs move to rescue him, part of me not caring because it was his own damn fault. Could be worse, though. I could have been a Buffalo Bills' fan in the early nineties.
Oh wait. I was.