Was it the way he cuddled up next to Jordan? Or how he joked about her popping a boob? Or when he teased a drunken Lydia by quipping, “Take it easy, Mrs. Roper, you look real classy”? No matter how or when it started, my astute colleague Ken Tucker was right when he said Jeff Schroeder — the 31-year-old advertising salesman from Norridge, Ill. — gave us nonstop pleasure in the Big Brother house this summer. Here, Schroeder reflects on his decision to forgo an early alliance with Jessie, his faux-fight with Russell, and the momentary panic he felt when he first saw the phrase “coup d’etat” written on a card.