The friend and foe of football
The unsung heros of football – Goal Keepers
An imaginative insight into my personal experience as a goal keeper.
A different perspective
I see the ball at the oppositions feet, it looks at me and smiles a knowing smile, waiting to be propelled towards my nets. I lean against the post confidently and flash a wink into its eye. It circles passed one defender, flicks over the head of the captain and strolls through the legs of tall boy, my number one guard. I switch onto green readiness mode shimmying a little to my left then right, shaking my arms frantically like an excited primate. Its now just me and him against the forces of nature, I want him to go for the top right corner of my beloved net, I will him to do it, as I dummy to the left with my arm stretched out and legs spread in full action mode. He spots the wide opening and gives a smile and wink as he flys through the air with victory running through every part of his fibre. I switch to amber readiness mode as I slide forward out of his vision, realign my feet, take a deep bend in my knees and spring for dear life with arms outstretched. I chase him like a cat after a rat. He has a look of panic as he peers back towards me, I take a first swipe with my right hand but I miss dismally as he puts in a last second change in direction towards the centre of my treasured goal, I see him grin a cocky grin, I switch to red alert mode and turbo through the air to pat him on the back with my left hand and send him veering ever so slightly over the post and out of play.
I look at him laying on the ground, all defenceless and round.
Not a whimper, not a sound, only the rumblings from the crowd.
The oppositions fans boo, hiss and jeer.
My home fans whoop, leap and cheer.
I walk calmly and pick up my friend foe.
Then send him flying towards the other keeper.
Who knew this little round thing could draw such appeal.
The keeper and his friend foe make a great team.