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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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Dave made his way into the house after completing his two hours at his personal gym only to discover that the living room was empty.

The television was still on but Emma was nowhere to be found.

'Did she go to get ready?' He thought as his gaze slowly went up the stairs.

Suddenly he started to hear footsteps coming toward the area and it didn't take long before he saw her step onto the staircase.

She was putting on a short pink gown with little flower-shaped designs at the bottom of it and a black jacket which Dave guessed was for covering her wounded shoulder.

She didn't really do anything special with her hair but still, her hair always looked good with the curls.

"Wow," Dave said, taking his gaze on her from top to bottom.

"You like it?" She asked, smiling like an excited high school girl.

"Of course I like it," Dave said, moving closer to her.

"You should go get ready." She said.

"I know but where are we going?" He asked.

"I said you should choose remember."