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If you think country stars always look cool on stage, you haven’t met Blake Shelton.

Because while he might tower over the crowd with that big ol’ grin, he’s also the first to admit he’s a walking disaster sometimes.

Let’s rewind a few years.

It’s a sold-out arena. Fans everywhere, camera phones out, people screaming like it’s the Beatles in ‘64.

Blake’s feeling himself. The band is tight. The crowd is electric.

So he decides to get extra.

He does this thing—if you’ve seen him live, you know—where he likes to wander right up to the edge of the stage and lean out to slap hands with fans.

Only, this time…

He forgot there was a gap in the stage platform.

Yep.

Right in the middle of singing the final chorus, Blake Shelton disappeared like a cartoon character dropping down a manhole.

Microphone goes flying. Guitar clatters. And there’s this brief, horrifying silence where everyone’s like:

 “Oh my god, is Blake dead?”

But the best part?

From the pit, you hear him yell:

> “I’m okay! Just keep singing for me!”

Security scrambles. Fans are screaming, partly in terror, partly in absolute glee.

And when they finally help him back up?

Dude’s shirt is ripped, there’s a big ol’ scrape on his arm, but he’s LAUGHING like a maniac.

He literally says into the mic:

“Well that’s the kind of quality show you pay for right there!”

The band is cracking up. The crowd goes nuts. And Blake, because he’s Blake, finishes the song with a busted mic and a giant grin.

It’s one of those nights people still talk about:

“Remember when Blake fell off the stage in Dallas?”

And you know what?

He loves it.

He’ll tell you himself:

 “I don’t want people thinking I’m some untouchable superstar. I’m just a dude who loves country music and trips over his own damn boots sometimes.”

That’s why people love Blake Shelton.

He’s not pretending to be perfect.

He’s just real.

And next time you see him edge too close to the crowd, you better believe he checks twice.