So Much Sexual Tension In The Booth Last Night, John And Suzyn Fogged Up The Windows

“JAWN MY BOX IS SO STEAMY”

“Thats baseball Suzyn.”

Top 5 John Sterling/Suzyn Waldman moment last night when their window got so foggy at Fenway they couldn’t see anything. Not that it matters at all anyway. Sterling can barely call a game when its a perfectly crystal clear day, a little fog on the windows ain’t gonna make a difference for this dynamic duo.

But this is the kinda shit that happens when you spend 162 games with someone year in and year out and the sexual tension builds to a breaking point. I mean just take a look at Kay’s booth right next to them:

No fog there. You know why? Because thats just 3 dudes talking baseball. One door down are two people that are absolutely dying to fuck each other. Suzyn is probably soaked by the bottom of the first every night she’s in there with John. So much moisture in the air its like they’re in a goddam steam room. And you know Sterling rocking a Ron Burgandy Boner sitting next to that piece of ass. Know why he can never tell if a ball is a home run or a lazy fly ball out? Its probably because he’s trying to finger Suzyn Waldman. Its only a matter of time before they fuck, if they haven’t already. I think for so many years Suzyn was fantasizing about Steinbrenner or Clemens or Joe Torre that she didn’t realize her true love is sitting just mere feet away from her calling the worst baseball game in the history of broadcast.