The humiliation...being stared blankly at by half a million faces... Well, chirped a little part of my brain.
I felt humiliated in front of the half a million people watching me.
I swelled with triumph and pride as half a million people clapped for me.
The watcher recognized his face, but could not recall his name right then.
A man jumps into a pool.
A woman is riding her pink bike on a deserted road.
A group of boys playing ball.
The hiker is looking into the night sky.
Clearly and consistently articulate the end that you envision.