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 day for the match was finally here but the match wasn't going to kick off until 6:00 PM so there was a lot of time left before the kick-off.


Because the match was scheduled so late, FC Basel's squad decided to make their journey to Bilbeth in the morning of the match day instead of yesterday.


Saturdays seem to have become normal days for Emma to work at home. 


She was busy working on her laptop in the dining area while Dave lay on the couch like a lazy cat.


He had been trying to spark up a conversation with his wife but every single time she told him to go away so he had to give up and take a little nap on the couch before the match. 


The tranquility in the room lasted for only a couple of minutes as someone suddenly knocked on the door. 


"Hey, babe, do you mind getting that?" She asked before turning her gaze to the couch, but there was no response from Dave.


"Babe." She called again but there was still no response from him.


We Are Going For The Win