Oh, respect is what you desire? Let's recall a few things about your "heroes":
"The Rouses were considered a formidable diving team, but their overconfident and ego-driven attitudes sometimes led them into risky situations. They lacked experience in deep wrecks and were relatively inexperienced, having gone from Open Water to Tech divers in a short span.
On October 12, 1992, the Rouses arrived for their final dive of the season, facing unfavorable conditions with choppy seas. Despite expressing doubts, they chose to dive to the 240-foot depth using regular air instead of trimix due to financial constraints. The decision to save money would prove to be a fatal mistake given the intense nitrogen narcosis experienced beyond 200 feet.
The Rouses had minimal experience in deep wreck penetration and had only ventured to the Andrea Doria wreck before. Their continuous streak of minor mishaps led to jokes about their “black cloud” of bad luck." (cavedivingaccident.com)
The one thing deep air victims rightfully never get nowadays, is respect. Maybe fame, like any Darwin Award winner who offs himself as spectacularly as the Rouses, but not respect. It's a free country and you may follow their footsteps, but just imagine how they'll talk about you: the laughing stock craving respect, delusional wannabe "explorer" boasting about his big dives, played down risks he didn't understand, many warned him but he wouldn't listen, cutting corners on safety for a little money, friends not calling out his stupidity just out of respect for the widow. If you don't want to be remembered like this, just don't do it.