Swooning at Fenway

Mmmmm, delicious. [licking lips] Yummy. Steamy. Tasty. Dreamy.

=sigh=

Huh? Why am I so dopey right now? Oh, well, guess who's back?


Phantom Husband Extraordinaire AKA The Hottest Man Alive AKA Adonis Incarnate AKA Oh-My-God-I-Think-I'm-Going-to-Faint-at-His-Handsomeness GABE KAPLER.

Love love love.

LOVE.

Honestly, my heart began racing just now when he got up to bat. It was really weird, actually. Because I was like. "Yay," but also, "okay, now strike out." But also thinking, "Can we make babies?" Heh heh.

Anyway, isn't he just gorgeous? And I'm glad this year that he's a mediocre utility player, because it bodes well for the Sox during this interleague series. But I hope people hit out to left field a lot. Mmmm. Gabe.

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