I really hate soccer but this is funny.
This poor guy reminded my of myself back in my Little League Baseball days.
I was always in the lineup because I was fast and I hit a lot of home runs. Unfortunately I couldn't catch a ball with a net.
My coaches would invent positions for me to stand in (like deep left corner) and hope for the best. I'd always manage to screw up the first ball hit in my direction and I'd get moved somewhere else.
My crowning achievement was the day I was playing short right foul line and I managed to catch a grounder. This was quite a feat for me and in my excitement I (for some reason that I cannot fathom) did a complete 360 and threw the ball about 20 feet over the first baseman's head and into the stands.
That was my last game.