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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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He Was An Obstacle

Nothing was said between the two throughout their drive home and after driving the car into Dave's parking spot and parking it there, she quickly got out of the car leaving the car keys there for him.

Dave watched her walk toward the house through the glass window before pulling the key out from the ignition switch.

<It's nice to see her seriously mad at you for change> Catherine said as the goalkeeper walked toward the door.

'This isn't the first time.'

<Didn't you hear me? I made sure to stress the word seriously>

He wasn't really in the mood to argue with anybody at all so he chose to ignore her.

He stared at the door for a while and was about to push it open when his phone began to vibrate in his pocket.

"Mateo." He muttered after quickly pulling the phone out of his pocket and checking the name of the caller. "Hello."