Mark Zupan is an extraordinary motherfucker, meaning he is both extraordinary and most definitely a motherfucker. A real son of a bitch is more like it, but I gotta say if you took his spirit and split it into pieces it would fill a hundred men (and, as Jeff Tremaine will tell you, that ain’t a bad way to spend a weekend!). He has got a heart as big as his mouth and I think the world of Mark Zupan.
Part 2
I first met Mark when we were helping to promote a film he was in called Murderball. It was about the United States gold medal-winning Paralympics quad rugby team, which Mark was the captain of at the time. Being the bastard he is, we immediately loved him and asked him to be in jackass number two. He was in the … oh, fuck … I don’t even remember the name of the bit. It was the one with me, Mat Hoffman, and Zupan, where we attached those water rocket things to the back of our stuff. Anyway, here is a deeper than usual One Bourbon, One Scotch, and One Beer. And don’t worry, Mark, I ain’t gonna tell anybody about you passing out sitting up after our interview. I wouldn’t do that to you.
Sincerely,
Knoxville
(photo by Rick Kosick; Hollywood, CA; 2009)
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