A bareback bronc riding friend got bucked off.  He was just laying out there.  So we hustled out to see what was wrong.  He just had the wind knocked out of him.  He regained his air.   We said come on Jim get up.  He said wait, the longer I lay here the more the crowd will applaud when I get up.  We all turned and walked away leaving him laying there.  Jim crawling to his feet says wait you guy, you know how bad this looks for me.  We continued walking away from him.  Grand Coulee 1975(?).  Left off the last name to protect my friend Jim.