Franklin_Nwakamma

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.

My Goalkeeping System

With Emma already off to work, Dave was once again home alone, today's training session was starting by noon so he had a lot of time left before the training kicked off.


He had gone to his gym to train a few minutes after Emma had left and after two hours and some minutes, he returned to the house.


He brought out his phone from his pocket to see that the time was 10:40 AM.


"I still have a lot of time left before I have to head to the stadium." He muttered before making his way up the staircase.


The first thing he did was take a shower so that it wouldn't be a problem for him when the time starts getting closer.


By the time he was done washing up and putting on his clothes, the time was already 11:10 AM.


"Fifty minutes more." He said before heading toward the table in the living room to pick up his car keys.


There was nothing for him to do in the house so his best option was to head to the stadium to start early training before the others arrived.


At All Costs