![]() Love perform slacker hits from the nineties, and then, at nine-thirty, headed home to their families. ![]() The men sat outside drinking and sweating as the sun went down, watching G. ![]() His date for the party was his brother-in-law, Paul Swanson, another young father, who wore a T-shirt exposing tattoos on his arms. Dad’s muddin’ days, one sensed, were numbered. The kicker: they’d made it back from muddin’ in time for Schoppert’s daughter’s second-birthday party, after which he learned that his wife was pregnant again. “And then, after we fixed his Jeep, we took it muddin’.” He recounted this with a mixture of bravado and self-mockery. “I started off working on my friend’s Jeep,” he told me. ![]() Schoppert’s achievement was having spent the most “manly” weekend of any caller. He had won two tickets to the party in a radio contest sponsored by the local alternative-rock station KROX, whose morning-show hosts, Jason and Deb, are action-sports enthusiasts. the Condor, and shouted after him, to no avail. He wasn’t a fan of the X Games per se, although he did recognize in the crowd the pioneering BMX jumper Mat Hoffman, a.k.a. Last month, at a party in downtown Austin to celebrate the start of the X Games, ESPN’s showcase for action sports, now in its twentieth year, I met a marketing manager named Scott Schoppert.
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