At the game last night

John:  "That guy is hot"
Me: "What did you just say?"
John:  "That guy down there, he's really hot"

I'm a little confused and, frankly feeling a little sick to my stomach, my first marraige ended because my ex husband thought a guy was hot after all, but I follow John's gaze toward the man he was talking about.  he's a big guy, maybe in his 50's wearing a grey shirt that's soaked in sweat all down his chest and as he turns around, I see that the sweat is also soaking his shirt back.  He's hot, as in temperature hot.  Not sexy hot.  I turn back to my husband and tell him that yes, I agree, that guy is really hot.