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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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The Second Leg

Dave woke up the next day feeling as energetic as ever, and to start off his day just like always, he ran a couple of laps around the house.

They had three days left before Olympique Lyonnais paid them a visit to finish what they started at home.

He had been thinking about what that match could turn into, he had been thinking about it a lot, just like his teammates, Norman, and the fans and to make matters worse, Mateo was looking doubtful for the match now.

The goalkeeper was slowly filling up his system with water from his water bottle as he made his way to the seat in front of his practice pitch, and as soon as he got there, he slowly sat down on it.

"I hope this fever doesn't persist today." He muttered before dropping the water bottle on the floor.

<His phone isn't too far away from him, I can check for you>

'You can do something like that?' He asked subconsciously with a confused expression on his face.

<You know I'm not just an AI so quit acting surprised>