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

Dave and Mateo had spotted a shop for sports equipment at the start of their stroll but they ignored it and now that they were returning, it was time to go check it out.


The shop was pretty large and the exterior was mostly made of glass. 


"It's a nice shop," Dave muttered as the two made their way into the building. 


The shop was just as large as the outside suggested with different sections of different sports equipment.


"So what are we looking for?" The goalkeeper asked as he looked around the area.


"A pair of gloves and a pair of shin guards, right?" Mateo said.


There weren't many people in the shop so none of the areas or sections were crowded.


After looking around for a while the two began to work closer to the products to find what they were looking for but it looked like the only things in the first stacks of counters were boots, balls, and football kits of some of the stars of Laliga.


At The Sports Equipment Shop