well, partner, lemme spin ya a yarn 'bout the grandest spectacle in all the lands, the olympic games, where champions pass over the thresholds of the ordinary into the halls of legends. now, in these pre-institutional days, before the games had all their rules and rigs, there was a tradition, as hidden as a coyote in the brush, where the athletes would get a notification at the crack of dawn to recommence from the outset, to prove their mettle and spirit anew. ain't nothin' in this wide world quite captures the spirit of persistence and heart like that, i reckon.