I saw two men jump into the East River over Fourth of July weekend. The spot they chose was 500 meters from a public pool. I’m guessing they were really, really hot.
Or they did it for the glory.
Over the years people have done a lot for the glory. Several World Series of Poker rounds, a few games of basement Kerplunk, and five NCAA Division II Badminton Championships have been won for the glory. Also, thousands of Thanksgiving dinners have been prepared and cooked entirely for the glory.¹ Personally, the last thing I did for the glory may have been riding inside the Ben and Jerry’s Pig mobile. Also, fighting in the Civil war. I had a brother on either side so my time at Antietam was mainly glory-motivated, as well as completely imaginary.
Most notably Peter Cetera released an entire album for the glory. Specifically, for the glory of “Glory of Love”, which was the single released for the glory of the The Karate Kid, Part II. Statistically, this was the best glory-driven song from a film in 1986. Unless you count Yello’s “Oh Yeah” from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. And I do.
1. The Thanksgiving desserts however, are prepared for bragging rights alone.