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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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Betting two hundred pounds was enough to get the players hyped up, and Norman liked that, but even after giving everyone three tries each, none of them were able to put the ball into the hole.

"Uhh, damn it." Dave damned after watching his third effort hit the crossbar before flying over the bar.

"Well, it looks like none of you will be getting that two hundred pounds, but you all did pretty well, good job," Norman remarked before slowly turning away from them.

"I really needed that money," Minino muttered with a sigh before getting up from the floor.

"Seriously, you really needed two hundred pounds?" Merino expressed with his gaze on the midfielder.

"I think want was the right word to use there," Gregory said.

"Shut up, you two, I know what I'm saying."

"Whatever you say," Merino muttered before slowly walking away from him.