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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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Tennis Ball Tournament Final (01)

"Hey, so what's your name?" Dave asked as he walked down the street with the boy.

"Diego." He replied.

"Diego, huh."

"What's your name, mister?" The boy asked.

"It's Dave, Dave Richards you must have heard of me before." The goalkeeper said.

"Um….I don't think so." He said, shaking his head.

"Uh…never mind."

"Okay," Diego said before turning his gaze back to where they were going.

'I guess I'm not that popular, yet.' The goalkeeper said subconsciously.

<Here's a precautionary measure>

'Huh?'

<The boy may not know who you are because you're not that popular yet but that doesn't mean there aren't others who will and it won't be good if a lot of people who know you spot you walking down the street with this boy or at the place you're going>

'So, what are you suggesting?'

<Look for something to cover up your identity even a little bit and make you less recognizable, something like a face cap>

'A face cap?'

<Yeah>

'I think that's a clothing shop up ahead.'