I'm reminded of the time my brother got flattened in the mosh pit during a Suicidal Tendencies concert and needed to be helped up by my 5'2", 110 lb wife. It was awesome!
I still tease him about needing to be saved by his little ol' sister-in-law -- and this happened at least 12 years ago.
(In case you're wondering, I had no intention of helping his wimpy ass get up.)