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 was quite well aware that he wouldn't be able to drive himself home safely but for some reason, he was trying to convince Mateo that he could do it.


Fortunately, the winger was not careless enough to just let him drive himself home in his condition.


"Hey, what are you on about? I can drive myself home."


He was trying to pull the door open here but Mateo held his hand against it firmly to prevent him from doing that.


"No, you can't, just get in my car so I can drive you home, that's the only way you can get home safely."


Catherine had been trying for quite a while now to get her message across to him and see if he would come back to his senses, but for some reason, he wasn't hearing her or maybe he was just pretending not to.


"I don't understand your problem with me, I already told you that I'm going to be fine." He responded before suddenly giving the door a heavy pull.


Dual Personality?