 This voice in the wilderness routine? And that's when I noticed I had a friend across the aisle. He, too, applauded the spurs. When I clapped, he clapped. I had a partner. We boyared each other. I felt better. At the end of the first quarter, I gave him a thumbs up, and he gave one back. He was only a teenager. No matter! We were united by a higher bond of fellowship.