Goalby was blue, rotund, with a truncated giraffe neck and big blue plastic eyes that were meant to resemble soccer balls bending into a goal.
There was a metal mesh grate, resembling chainmail in Goalby’s chest that Pete Lohrfren could see out of, and remove to eat and drink.
During goal celebrations, sometimes Pete got splashed with enough beer through the closed grate that he had half a mouthful without even trying.
He almost puked half a bratwurst into the grate the game Faith Rasmussen showed up.
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