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

The penalty kick was set to be taken with Lakoviç standing over the ball at the penalty spot and Alexander jumping up and down on his goal line.


"The moment of truth is here, can Lakoviç send it home and put his team two goals up?" Jim said as soon as the referee blew his whistle.


Lakoviç stared at the ball for a while before he slowly closed up on it and drilled low toward the left side of the goalpost with Alexander glued to the middle of his goal line.


"He's put it away and Benfica are two goals up," Jim said as two of his teammates got closer to him to give him high fives.


"Two goals behind," Dave muttered with his arms crossed, he didn't have a nice look on his face.


After that goal, the referee blew his whistle twice to bring the match to an end as the added time had been exhausted.


"That's the end of the first half, pretty much what we expected don't you think, Steve?" Jim asked.


Long Balls