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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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First Strikes

"Matip!"

Aima's slide right at the edge of the box resulted in nothing as the ball flew past him from the attacking midfielder's foot, spraying the water on its surface on his face as it headed straight for the goalpost.

In a desperate attempt to make sure Dave would have no chance to stop his strike, the midfielder aimed for the top right corner.

He got everything right, because the way he fired that left the goalkeeper glued to a spot, however, there was no need for him to dive in the first place as the ball ended up hitting the crossbar before flying over for a goal kick.

"Oh, that should have been in the back of the net." Jim bellowed.

"Yeah, he even had Dave pinned to a spot, that would have been such a majestic goal but his finishing was just off by a tiny fraction."

Watching his effort go to waste like that, the midfielder sighed in frustration to kick the floor, a splash of water along with it.