It did! I mean, I couldn't watch after we hit the 3 hour mark, because I could see the pain on his face and I knew he was going off the mats to the bathroom so he could throw up, but this is apparently not unusual and once he finished sparring the four other black belts and the two third-degree black belts and he could sit and meditate, he looked so happy. And then his close friend, who went through his test last winter, gave this very emotional speech and handed him his belt and I might have been in tears. But then there was pizza (and beer for me!) and he was deliriously happy. And then he spent the rest of the weekend in bed. :D