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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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"Hmm, are you planning on doing anything?"

The goalkeeper was done reading the hateful article, and now he wanted to find out if Emma was planning to do anything, he didn't want her to go and do something crazy on his behalf.

"Umm, there's not really much I can do but I'll try to put out something to try and clarify all the false claims."

After hearing her say that with a calm voice, he let out an inward sigh of relief.

"Okay." He said before slowly walking closer to her. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm not worried, things like this are inevitable in a life of a footballer, this one is quite wild but not really harming anyone so it's sort of okay." She explained. "I wonder who could have written something like that."

Dave kept his gaze on her for a while before slowly turning it to the stairs.

"Hey, do you have to go to work today?"

"No, I have a couple of things I have to finish here. Is there a problem?"

"No, I just wanted to know when you were going to be free today."