The bleachers detonated.

A few people clapped, then dozens, then the whole home side was on its feet, and I wanted to sink through the floorboards — not from embarrassment, but because my heart had gotten too big for the room to hold it.

Keegan came down off the podium and walked straight for the sideline gate.

Warren rose in the bleachers, extending his hand as the boy approached the rail.

Keegan walked past it.