After cataloguing his Hollywood achievements — running naked in Old School, racing in his underwear in Talladega Nights, eating gum off the ground in Elf — Ferrell turned serious. His definition of success, he said, was not any of that. It was his sixteen-and-a-half-year marriage to his wife Vivica. It was his three sons Magnus, Matthias, and Axel. It was his involvement with Cancer for College, a charity giving scholarships to cancer survivors, started by his fraternity brother Craig Pollard — a two-time cancer survivor who dreamed up the idea while they were at the Delta Tau Delta house at USC. The real measure of a life, Ferrell argued, was not what you accumulated but what you gave.