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My Goalkeeping System

What is worse than being the worst team in the world? For Dave Richards that was a very easy but heartbreaking question to answer, a goalkeeper who performed poorly between the sticks, he was still available as a first-choice goalkeeper because Unique FC didn't have any other goalkeeper. He was slow on his feet, couldn't jump properly and worst of all, he didn't know how to hold the ball properly. The only way that Unique FC was able to survive taking in a massive goal-fest sometimes was because of the extra effort they put in their defence. After a terrible match in which Dave wasn't able to make any saves and also made a lot of mistakes, he was seriously scolded by the managerial staff and almost received a beating from his angry teammates. He got home sad and also angry at all those who told him he looked like his grandfather and would therefore inherit his goalkeeping skills. He discovered a hidden door below his room and when he got down there the only thing he could see was a black box. He found the box to be quite familiar and when he opened it the last thing he saw was a bright white light when the light was gone he could see something in his field of vision. [ Welcome Dave ] [ You have activated the Goalkeeping system ] A female voice read out the messages. This is a story about how an ordinary man who didn't know his place between the sticks went from nothing to pro and beyond that.

Franklin_Nwakamma · Sports
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Burning Up

'I know my dad, he's probably going to accept the offer with the excuse that it was for the team's betterment of the team.' Dave said subconsciously as he drove home in his car.

<You can't be sure of that>

'Why not? The only reason why he's never loaned me out is that nobody wanted me and now that a club like Benfica wants me, he's finally gotten his chance.'

<If you think that's true, why don't you call him and confirm things for yourself?>

After that suggestion, Dave turned his gaze to his phone and stared at it for a while before turning his gaze away.

"No, I don't think I can." He said.

<Why not?>

"Because I'm angry and whenever I'm angry I do things I end up regretting."

<Okay, that's a valid point>

The goalkeeper kept on driving without saying anything to her but she wasn't done talking to him.

<Weren't you going to call Emma before Norman called you?>

'Yeah, I was.' He said subconsciously before turning his gaze to his phone.