On the last episode of Dragonball NSFL, Goku had applied to a football league recommended to him by Vegeta. After a bit of trouble with the league office being closed at 3am, Goku managed to fill out and submit his player form to head office. They told him to wait a few days until the trade deadline had passed and he would be put through waivers. He went home and decided to watch tapes of football to try and learn the sport.
The day after the DSFL trade deadline had passed, head office got the GMs together to file waivers on all the new signups for the coming season. Some lesser teams may have a chance to use these fresh players for the remainder of the season. After going down the list in order of signup date, a few players had been claimed, while some appeared to have incorrectly filled out their application and needed to fix it. “Alright, the next available player we have is Son Goku. A 42 year old defensive that never went to college, and…” The head office member takes a closer look at the page “born on Planet Vegeta? Whatever that means.” The room erupts into laughter. After the laughs die down. One GM pipes up “That Vegeta fellow who recommended him is odd but just went #1 in the NSFL draft. The Dallas Birddogs submit a claim.” Some of the GMs look perplexed, and one looks on with his arms crossed in the back. The head office member speaks again “Alright, well Dallas is near the top of the list right now, so I guess we’ll move on unless someone with a higher priority is interested.” The Dallas CoGM quickly whispers something in his GMs ear, and right after the GM states “On second thought, Dallas retracts their claim.” Some more chuckles go around the room as this odd player seems unlikely to be picked. “Ok well I guess I’ll file this player under approved, but no team until draft.” As the head office member is about to move onto the next application, the GM in the back speaks up “Hold that thought, the Myrtle Beach Buccaneers submit a claim”. “Well is it safe to assume there’s no other interested parties? Son Goku to Myrtle Beach.” The head office member finishes filling out the piece of paper and places it on the completed stack.
The following day word gets around both the DSFL and NSFL that Myrtle Beach have claimed some hick old man on waivers. Vegeta quickly discerns who they mean and heads over to Goku’s place to let him know. As he arrives he sees a huge pile of VHS tapes beside the door. He knocks at the door, and Chi-Chi answers shortly after. “Oh hey, Vegeta. GOKU VEGETA IS HERE FOR YOU.” She yells at him and lets Vegeta in. Goku looks exhausted on the couch trying to still stare at the tv of random game footage. “Kakarot, your football application was accepted. My old team Myrtle Beach are taking you in, don’t make a fool of yourself.” “Ok Vegeta, by the way, what’s a defensive end?” Goku asks “Aghhh” Vegeta buries his face in his palm. “You idiot, here’s where the team is located, they can deal you for the rest.” Vegeta shows Goku on google maps where Myrtle Beach is. “This isn’t a typical battle that you’ve faced before. At least try to learn the rules so I have worthy competition. See you in the big leagues if you can even get drafted. I’m off to win a championship” Vegeta says full of arrogance while heading out the door and on his way.
‘Myrtle Beach, huh’ Goku thinks to himself. ‘Well three days of training with video didn’t work, I guess it’s time to get some real practice in.’
The day after the DSFL trade deadline had passed, head office got the GMs together to file waivers on all the new signups for the coming season. Some lesser teams may have a chance to use these fresh players for the remainder of the season. After going down the list in order of signup date, a few players had been claimed, while some appeared to have incorrectly filled out their application and needed to fix it. “Alright, the next available player we have is Son Goku. A 42 year old defensive that never went to college, and…” The head office member takes a closer look at the page “born on Planet Vegeta? Whatever that means.” The room erupts into laughter. After the laughs die down. One GM pipes up “That Vegeta fellow who recommended him is odd but just went #1 in the NSFL draft. The Dallas Birddogs submit a claim.” Some of the GMs look perplexed, and one looks on with his arms crossed in the back. The head office member speaks again “Alright, well Dallas is near the top of the list right now, so I guess we’ll move on unless someone with a higher priority is interested.” The Dallas CoGM quickly whispers something in his GMs ear, and right after the GM states “On second thought, Dallas retracts their claim.” Some more chuckles go around the room as this odd player seems unlikely to be picked. “Ok well I guess I’ll file this player under approved, but no team until draft.” As the head office member is about to move onto the next application, the GM in the back speaks up “Hold that thought, the Myrtle Beach Buccaneers submit a claim”. “Well is it safe to assume there’s no other interested parties? Son Goku to Myrtle Beach.” The head office member finishes filling out the piece of paper and places it on the completed stack.
The following day word gets around both the DSFL and NSFL that Myrtle Beach have claimed some hick old man on waivers. Vegeta quickly discerns who they mean and heads over to Goku’s place to let him know. As he arrives he sees a huge pile of VHS tapes beside the door. He knocks at the door, and Chi-Chi answers shortly after. “Oh hey, Vegeta. GOKU VEGETA IS HERE FOR YOU.” She yells at him and lets Vegeta in. Goku looks exhausted on the couch trying to still stare at the tv of random game footage. “Kakarot, your football application was accepted. My old team Myrtle Beach are taking you in, don’t make a fool of yourself.” “Ok Vegeta, by the way, what’s a defensive end?” Goku asks “Aghhh” Vegeta buries his face in his palm. “You idiot, here’s where the team is located, they can deal you for the rest.” Vegeta shows Goku on google maps where Myrtle Beach is. “This isn’t a typical battle that you’ve faced before. At least try to learn the rules so I have worthy competition. See you in the big leagues if you can even get drafted. I’m off to win a championship” Vegeta says full of arrogance while heading out the door and on his way.
‘Myrtle Beach, huh’ Goku thinks to himself. ‘Well three days of training with video didn’t work, I guess it’s time to get some real practice in.’