The U.S. Women's National Soccer Team will celebrate their World Cup Championship in New York City on Friday with a rare ticker-tape parade. The last ticker-tape parade in New York City to specifically celebrate a woman took place in 1960 to honor Olympic figure skater Carol Heiss, according to Mayor Bill DeBlasio's office.Due to a grab bag of technicalities, including a $2 million price tag for Friday's parade, there haven't been many ticker-tape parades through the Canyon of Heroes (Heroines?) in the past few decades (130 of the 205 held in New York took place between 1945 and 1965). But still, the no-women-since-1960 figure marks a huge gender disparity in the big picture.Since the ticker-tape parades—named after the outdated stock market papers that people would throw from their office buildings—began in 1886, less than five percent of the 205 ticker-tape parades in New York City have celebrated women specifically. (That first parade, honoring the Statue of Liberty, doesn't quite count; inanimate objects aren't women and visa-versa.) Not to mention two of those nine parades were for Amelia Earhart. So you can keep rounding down that figure.Meanwhile, 'roided up Sammy Sosa got a parade in 1998, along with Willie Turnesa, an amateur golfer, in 1947 (I'm really good at mini golf; where's my parade?), and actual nice guy Nelson Mandela in 1990. So, is the implication that women have done less than five percent of significant things in history since 1886?As VICE Sports contributor Mary Pilon noted, the Women's World Cup—which already spurned the women by forcing them to play on artificial turf and made teams share hotels with opponents—paid out a meager $15 million throughout the tournament. Sounds like a lot, but ranging from $6,000 to $30,000 per player, its total is 40 times less than what the men are paid out. You can blame patriarch Sepp Blatter, who once said, "let the women play in more feminine clothes like they do in volleyball."In a country where women are paid 77 percent of what men make, you can now throw ticker-tape parades into the gender gap. Hooray.