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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.

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Getting On Catherine's Nerves

The three were having their breakfast together now as Dave kept wondering what Emma bought with his credit card.

Only fifty euros left his account which meant that she didn't buy anything expensive just like she said but he was quite curious to know what she bought with it although he wasn't going to ask her directly.

Emma had already dressed up for work before coming downstairs so that after she was done with breakfast, she would leave immediately for work.

"Your cooking is magnificent Mrs. Smith," Dave said after finishing his meal.

"Thank you." Martha smiled.

"Emma's trying, but she still has a long way to go, she's still an amateur in cooking." The goalkeeper said. "I think my cooking tastes better than hers."

"That does it," Emma said before slamming her right hand on the table.

Dave was a bit startled by that but he knew he was going to get something like that for annoying her.