Sportress of Blogitude

Media

Caption: ‘Mrs. Storm, You’re Trying To Seduce Me’

Justin Timberlake was in Bristol at the ESPN campus yesterday to promote his new film, The Social Network (which I have heard is finest acting performance by a former boy band member since Nick Lachey’s six episode arc portraying character Leslie St. Claire on Charmed) by making appearances on the Sunday morning edition of SportsCenter and Sunday NFL Countdown.

I missed JT’s appearance with Hannah Storm depicted in the above photograph, but from what I can ascertain by Hannah’s body language, you could have cut the sexual tension on that set with a plastic, ESPN cafeteria knife.

According to an insider on the Sportress’ payroll (I refer to him as Mr. Imagination Guy In My Brain), things got a little awkward between Mrs. Storm and Justin Timberlake after their little televised give-and-take.

Justin: Oh my God!

Mrs. Storm: Pardon?

Justin: Oh no, Mrs. Storm. Oh no.

Mrs. Storm: What’s wrong?

Justin: Mrs. Storm, you didn’t… I mean, you didn’t expect…

Mrs. Storm: What?

Justin: I mean, you didn’t really think I’d do something like that.

Mrs. Storm: Like what?

Justin: What do you think?

Mr. Storm: Well, I don’t know.

Justin: For god’s sake, Mrs. Storm. Here we are. You got me onto your set. You give me a chair. You… put on a sexy, flirty, little minidress. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your Hank Goldberg segment won’t be taping for hours.

Mrs. Storm: So?

Justin: Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me.

Mrs. Storm: [laughs] Huh?

Justin: Aren’t you?

Mrs. Storm: Justin, I am not trying to seduce you.

Justin: I know that, but please, Mrs. Storm, this is difficult…

Mrs. Storm: Would you like me to seduce you?

Justin: What?

Mrs. Storm: Is that what you’re trying to tell me?

Justin: I’m going over to the Sunday NFL Countdown set now. I apologize for what I said. I hope you can forget it, but I’m going over to the Sunday NFL Countdown set right now.

Chris Berman: Hey – there’s our MTV award-winning perfomer.

Tom Jackson: We’re all very proud of you, Justin.

Justin: Thank you, Mr. Jackson.

Keyshawn Johnson: Is that the new jacket hanging over there on the door of your dressing room? The little black leather Wop job?

Chris Berman: That’s Justin’s present from me.

Keyshawn Johnson: (putting his arm across Justin’s shoulder) Won’t have much trouble picking them up in that, will you?

Justin: Sir?

Keyshawn Johnson: The girls. The chicks. The – the teeny boppers.

Chris Berman: I think Ben has gotten beyond the teeny bopper stage – haven’t you, Justin?

Justin: Yes, sir.

Justin: Excuse me – I think I’d just like to check something on the jacket for a minute –

(Chris Carter interrupts Justin’s attempt to escape)

Chris Carter: Here’s the dance star himself. How are you, dance star?

Justin: Just fine, Mr. Carter.

Chris Carter: I want to speak really loud about something for a minute and then I want to hear all about that thing you won. That TMZ award.

Justin: MTV Award.

Chris Carter: MTV! Right! Now you wait right here.

Coach Ditka: I want to say one word to you. Just one word.

Justin: Yes, sir.

Coach Ditka: Are you listening?

Justin: Yes, I am.

Coach Ditka: Plastics.

Justin: Just how do you mean that, sir?

Fin.

(images credit)

			MR. CARLSON
		Hey - there's our award winning
		scholar.

				MRS. CARLSON
		We're all very proud of you,
		Ben.

				BEN
		Thank you, Mrs. Carlson.

				MR. CARLSON
		Is that the new car out there?
		The little red Wop job?

				MR. BRADDOCK
		That's Ben's graduation present.

				MR. CARLSON
			(putting his arm
			across Ben's shoulder)
		Won't have much trouble picking
		them up in that, will you?

				BEN
		Sir?

				MR. CARLSON
		The girls.  The chicks.  The -
		the teeny boppers.

				MRS. CARLSON
		I think Ben has gotten beyond
		the teeny bopper stage - haven't
		you, Ben?

	Mrs. Carlson gives Ben a broad wink.  Ben tries to smile
	and return the wink politely.

				BEN
		Yes, ma'am.

	They reach the hall at the bottom of the stairs.

				BEN
		Excuse me - I think I'd just
		like to check something on
		the car for a minute -

	Ben moves to the front door and opens it.  MR. LOOMIS
	steps into the house and grabs Ben's hand.

				MR. LOOMIS
		Here's the track star himself.
		How are you, track star?

				BEN
		Just fine, Mr. Loomis.

	Mr. Loomis closes the door and pushes Ben back down the
	hall.

				MR. LOOMIS
		I want to get a drink and then
		I want to hear all about that
		thing you won.  That Hopperman
		award.

				BEN
		Helpingham.

				MR. LOOMIS
		Helpingham!  Right!  Now you
		wait right here.