No way a man who's paralyzed can push through the crush. His four buds can't even force their way to the door with a flying wedge. Too many bodies between their paralyzed friend and the Man. Here is the first miracle. They will find a way.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
They huddle on the fringe of the crowd, try to think outside the box. No, that will take too long. No, somebody might get trampled. No, the whole house could collapse. You know how committees work.