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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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It's Going To Be Intense

Dave slowly opened his eyes to the bright rays of the early morning sun passing through the little part of the window that they forgot to cover with the curtain.

For the first time in the past three days now, he felt like his mind had actually rested with his body and that was because he decided to turn on the feature that allowed him to have control over his dream before sleeping.

He picked up his phone from his usual spot and pressed the power button for the screen to turn on and for him to see that the time was 6:47 AM.

After checking the time, he dropped his phone back on the cupboard before turning to face Emma who slowly opened her eyes at that exact moment.

"Hey." He said with a smile on his face.

"Hey." She said,

"Hope you slept well?"

"Yeah." She said before raising both of her hands to stretch herself. "What about you?"

"I've never slept better." He said.

"Aren't you going for your morning run?" She asked.