Francisco Cervelli's Girlfriend

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Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Sun, 07 Aug 2016 21:15:47 GMT reply
You are A very good catcher darling
Francisco Cervelli ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿปโ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ’’โญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿ‡๐ŸŠ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿšโœˆโ›ต๐Ÿšค๐Ÿšค๐Ÿšข๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽช๐ŸŽญ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿฉ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿจ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐ŸŽ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŸ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿš๐Ÿž๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒท๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ–๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ‘œ๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš“๐Ÿšฒ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜”โ„โ›„โšฝ๐Ÿ†๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽซ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšผโ™ปโ›บโ›ณ๐ŸŽฒ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜ž
Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Wed, 03 Aug 2016 17:56:19 GMT reply
Francisco cervelli
Anonymous (Sophomore) wrote on Wed, 20 Jul 2016 22:31:02 GMT reply
Do you have a girlfriendโ“
Anonymous (Sophomore) wrote on Sat, 18 Jun 2016 22:09:47 GMT reply
How is your hand feeling?
Witch hand has the broken Jamie bone?
Left or right hand?
Get well soon please?
Are you going to be in the all Stars this year?
Your friend Lisa Marie Fabean?
PA that's Amore?
Vetta Bella? Life is good!โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ
๐ŸŒ• Hit's your๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘€ like a โžก๐Ÿ• Pie!๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŒˆโญโญโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿทโ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€
๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ Make a speedy recovery please?
Your friend Lisa Marie Fabean!
Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Mon, 25 Apr 2016 23:35:48 GMT reply
Francisco Cervelli please get a home run tonight and please? Can you say hi to me when they talk to you I mean the media talks to you can you say hi to Lisa Marie Fabean?
I have a nickname for you Francisco Cervelli! Your nickname is fly ball magnet! Do you like it if you do Twitter to me to let me know if you like that nickname gave you? PS good luck tonight please guess a grand slam or a homerun and win the game tonight!โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€
Your friend Lisa Marie Fabean!๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ
Anonymous (Sophomore) wrote on Tue, 29 Mar 2016 20:44:52 GMT reply
Hi Francisco Cervelli
Do you think I'm a troll?
Yes or no
Lisa Marie Fabean?
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 26 Mar 2016 21:32:06 GMT reply
OK sweetheart๐Ÿ’š
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 05 Dec 2015 01:15:50 GMT reply
Love In An Elevator
by Lenore
"It's not my fault."
This isn't the first time Alex has said that. In fact, it's been his mantra for hours, ever since the fourth inning when they both went after an infield pop up and Derek took an elbow to the face for his trouble.
"Also not my fault that we're trapped in this elevator," Alex points out.
Derek crosses his arms over his chest, not because Alex is wrong, but because Derek's cheek still hurts, and he's pissed at being cheated out of make-it-up-to-me sex by malfunctioning technology, and it gets old having to work so hard to reassure Alex when Derek is the one with the black eye.
"I really thought I had the ball," Alex says, also not for the first time. "It's not like I did it on purpose." He reaches out to touch Derek's face.
Derek jerks away, because Alex never thinks about things like security cameras, and Derek has to live in this building. He so doesn't need knowing glances from his doorman. He certainly doesn't need to be any more frustrated than he already is. If the fcuking elevator had just lasted three more floors before breaking down, he'd be getting a blow-job at this very moment, instead of waiting around for rescue. Alex touching him when they can't do anything about it is more than he can handle right now.
Alex apparently misinterprets this and stares at Derek, his mouth dropping open in disbelief. "You can't really think I'd--"
Derek sighs and turns to tell him not to be stupid, but the look on Alex's face stops him. His eyes are big and wide and genuinely wounded.
"I would never do that," Alex says softly. "You know I wouldn't."
You know why I wouldn't hangs there between them, unsaid. It's something Alex never talks about unless he's good and drunk, and even then, it's only come up a handful of times in all the years they've known each other, how Alex's dad always thought he was too big for his britches and liked to smack him around as a lesson in humility, how determined Alex is to be a very different kind of man.
Derek really kind of hates Victor Rodriguez.
"Hey." Derek bumps Alex's shoulder with his own. "At least you made the out." He gives Alex a sideways smile.
Alex blinks, and his pretty mouth curves into a smile, and he leans closer. "I could still make it up to you."
He's staring at Derek's mouth, and he leans in even closer, and it's clear that if Alex has his way they'll be putting on a show for whoever's manning the front desk.
Derek jerks his head toward the ceiling where the camera is. "We're not exactly alone."
Alex scowls and says, not entirely jokingly, "You're Derek-fcuking-Jeter. Can't you do something about that?"
Derek rolls his eyes, because it's just so Alex to believe that there's no problem that can't be overcome with enough name recognition, but then, he stop and thinks: Hey, I am Derek-fcuking-Jeter. He takes out his phone and calls the front desk.
It's Manny on duty, which is good, because Manny is a Yankees fan, and Derek arranged for him and his two boys to have their own personal tour of Yankee Stadium. Manny fcuking loves Derek.
"Hey, man," Derek says.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Jeter," Manny breaks in before Derek can get any farther than that. "I was just about to call you with an update. The repairman's on his way, but he's stuck in traffic. Freakin' Staten Island. I wouldn't live out there if you paid me. Anyways, I keep calling him to check where he is. I feel real bad it's taking so long."
"Nah, man. It's okay. I'm sure you'll have us out of here as soon as you can. The thing is, we're feeling kind of like we're in a fish bowl, you know? Can you do me a favor and kill the camera in the elevator?"
"Sure thing, Mr. Jeter," Manny says. "There. It's off now."
"Yeah?" Derek reaches out, strokes Alex's cheek as a test.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Manny asks, his tone perfectly even.
Derek seriously doubts he could manage that if he was watching his team's shortstop get up close and personal with his third baseman.
"Nah, Manny. Thanks. You're the best." Derek snaps his phone closed and pulls Alex by the belt loops until they're chest to chest. "So, you were making it up to me."
Alex's eyes go bright. "You think he really turned off the camera?" Exhibitionist that he is, he almost sounds like he's hoping against it.
Derek touches the side of Alex's face, tracing a cheekbone with his thumb. "He said he turned it off. You think he's going to lie to Derek-fcuking-Jeter?"
Alex laughs, and his face lights up with simple happiness. Sometimes Derek takes for granted how beautiful Alex is, and sometimes he has a moment like this when he's suddenly reminded. He hooks a hand behind Alex's head and pulls him into a kiss. Alex is caught off balance, probably not expecting Derek to actually do this where they could conceivably get caught, but he gets with the program quickly enough, clutching at Derek's shoulders. Alex's lips are soft and warm, and Derek licks his way inside his mouth. It always feels like coming home, the way Alex tastes, how he smells, and it's never like that with anyone else.
Alex tenderly traces the edge of Derek's black eye. "I'm sorry." His expression is earnestly contrite.
Derek gathers him closer and kisses his neck. "It probably was your ball," he says against Alex's skin.
"I'll call for it louder next time." Alex surges against him, his hard-on hot and straining against Derek's thigh.
Derek takes Alex by the shoulders and pushes him back against the elevator's mirrored panel and rests heavily against him. He kisses Alex deeply, intently. He can see himself in the glass, the expression on his face, like no matter how much he gets of this it will never be enough, like he wants to be inside Alex's skin.
Alex runs his knuckles down Derek's fly. "What do you want?"
He wants Alex spread out on his bed, but for now, he settles for unbuttoning Alex's shirt and running his hand up Alex's beautifully muscled chest.
"God," Alex mutters.
Derek slips his thumb beneath Alex's waistband, stroking the soft skin there, and Alex sucks in a breath, his chest dipping sharply. Derek pops the button on Alex's pants, undoes the zipper, pushes his underwear down over his hips.
Alex's cock springs free, dark with blood, wet at the tip, and Derek wraps his palm around it. Alex makes a desperate noise, and Derek squeezes gently and moves his fist up and down. Alex stares down at himself, breathing heavily, his mouth pink and wet and softly parted.
"Yeah, yeah," Derek tells him. "You look so good like that."
He spins Alex around, pulls him back against his body, stares at the picture they make in the mirror, Alex flushed and sweating and so turned on, Derek's hand moving on his erection. Alex moans and pushes his ass back against Derek's hard-on, and Derek can feel him trembling, can feel him coming apart beneath his hands.
"Who owns you?" Derek breathes against Alex's ear.
Alex whimpers and bites his lip. "Oh, God. You do. Derek."
Derek rubs his erection against Alex's ass. "I'm going to fcuk you so hard when we get out of here."
"Derek," Alex says again, more desperately.
Derek buries his face against Alex's neck. He smells like warmth and salt and home, and Derek jerks his cock harder. Alex closes his eyes, and his lips are moving, making the shape of Derek's name, but there's no sound coming out, like a silent prayer. Derek keeps his eyes wide open, staring into the mirror, not wanting to miss any of it, the way Alex arches against him and strains into his touch, the way his body begs for it.
"I'm going to come," Alex warns breathlessly. "God. I'm going to come."
Derek tightens his grip and speeds up his hand.
Alex hisses, "Shit!"
Then he's shoving his hips forward, hard, grappling at Derek's jeans, his fingers digging into Derek's thighs. He spills into Derek's fist and collapses back against him. Derek wraps his arm around Alex's chest, presses a kiss to his shoulder.
"So, am I forgiven?" Alex asks, breathing hard.
Derek smiles. "Yeah." He kisses behind Alex's ear. "But I'm still going to fcuk you."
Alex laughs and turns around in Derek's arms for a kiss, and Derek's phone interrupts.
He checks the number. It's the front desk. "Yeah?" he answers.
"Mr. Jeter?" Manny says. "I just wanted to let you know the repair guy's here. He says it's nothing serious. We should have you out any minute now."
Derek waves urgently at Alex, and Alex yanks his pants up and buttons his shirt and shoves it back into his waistband. Derek grabs a towel out of his gym bag and cleans up the evidence of what they were doing. It leaves behind a noticeable smear on the glass, but there's nothing he can do about that. He tosses the towel into the bag and zips it up, and untucks his shirt to hide his hard-on just in time before the elevator doors open.
Manny is standing there looking concerned. "Are you all right, Mr. Jeter? Mr. Rodriguez?"
Derek steps out of the elevator. "It's all cool, Manny. Thanks for getting us out of there."
Manny beams. "No problem, Mr. Jeter. Just sorry it couldn't have been sooner. You guys must have been getting real bored."
Derek shrugs. "We managed to pass the time."
He's careful not to look at Alex, because he may be good at not giving things away, but he's not that good.
"The elevator is working fine now, Mr. Jeter, if you want to head on up to your floor."
Derek shakes his head. "You know, Manny, I think we'd rather walk the three flights."
Manny smiles ruefully. "Yeah, I can understand that."
They head for the stairs, and for the first flight, they're quiet, decorous. But when they're sure they're out of hearing range, Alex looks back over his shoulder. "You want to fcuk me, you're going to have to catch me." His eyes sparkle with mischief.
"Oh yeah?" Derek makes a grab for him.
Alex ducks out of his reach and starts to race up the steps.
"You're going to have to run faster than that," Derek tells him, grinning and chasing after him. "I'm Derek-fcuking-Jeter, you know."
Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Sat, 12 Sep 2015 16:13:36 GMT reply
You are my boyfriend & I'm your girlfriend
Will you be my boyfriend Francisco Cervelli?
Yes or no! Let's go bucs!๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘โšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ
Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Fri, 11 Sep 2015 03:09:51 GMT reply
How do you know he prefers girls?
Anonymous (Rookie) wrote on Tue, 25 Aug 2015 00:03:11 GMT reply
Hi Francisco Cervelli dear I love you! your my boyfriend right?๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’โค๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘—๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘“โŒš๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‚๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽช๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฆ๐ŸŽญ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฒ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿƒโ›บ๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽป๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿข๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿจ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŸ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿž๐Ÿน๐Ÿทโ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿป๐Ÿบ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿพ๐Ÿด๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿ€โ˜”๐Ÿ’งโ„โ›„๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒ‹โ›ชโ›ฒ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—พ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿšฟโšพ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽณโ›ณ๐ŸŽพโšฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‡๐ŸŽ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš“๐Ÿšข๐Ÿšฃโ›ต๐Ÿšโœˆ๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿšจ ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ“ถโ™ป๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ’ค๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŸ:-) ๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš…โ“‚๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉโœ‰๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 11 Jul 2015 23:52:20 GMT reply
What I see you there at the game on the 23rd Francisco Cervelli until I come I will be there watching you play and catch the ball. And I know you would like to get to know me you will I will just myself to you at the ballpark oh come on the field baseball field and you and the other baseball players maybe Jeff Locke will give me some tips on how to throw basebal and teach me how to pitch baseballs. Let's go bucksโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 11 Jul 2015 23:47:51 GMT reply
You do anything wrong why today at the throw you out you didn't do nothing wrong Francisco Cervelli I think you you're telling them what you man what you saw they had no right to do that to you toss to you out like that you deserve to be behind the homehplate
I think you deserve to be catching tonight's game? I hope you are catching for July 23rd game I'll be there to cheer you on and I'll be there in cheer to log into Jeff Locke is awesome and you're awesome too Francisco Cervelli Thursday's game July 23rd I'll be there so look for me and I'll look for you Francisco Cervelli. Let's go bucksโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพโšพ
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Tue, 07 Jul 2015 23:08:28 GMT reply
Why are you scratch today?
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Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 04 Jul 2015 00:50:52 GMT reply
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Let's go bucks
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sat, 04 Jul 2015 00:48:14 GMT reply
Please get A Home run today for me please.
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Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Thu, 02 Jul 2015 22:34:40 GMT reply
Are you seeing any one? I hope not!
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Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Thu, 02 Jul 2015 22:32:34 GMT reply
Hi Francisco Cervlli please say your single
I'll be your girlfriend 4 ever so I hope you're
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Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sun, 28 Jun 2015 01:01:36 GMT reply
Do you have A Girlfriend?
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Sun, 28 Jun 2015 01:00:58 GMT reply
Hi grate game today Francisco Cervlli
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Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Thu, 25 Jun 2015 22:21:36 GMT reply
you can call me or text me it doesn't
mater my cell phone is always on everyday cal me or text me anytime.
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Thu, 25 Jun 2015 22:19:37 GMT reply
good luck tonight please when they
interview you before the game tonight
please say hi to me Lisa M Fabean
I'm your #1 fan hear my cell phone number. (724) - 244 - 6256
Anonymous (Veteran) wrote on Thu, 25 Jun 2015 22:15:17 GMT reply
please get A home run tonight Francisco Cervelli.
Anonymous (Sophomore) wrote on Wed, 24 Jun 2015 01:46:02 GMT reply
yea yes all right.
Anonymous (Sophomore) wrote on Wed, 24 Jun 2015 01:45:05 GMT reply
Let's go Bucks
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