Mr. Donkare was never really an outgoing individual. Content with counting his money he let the world just pass by. It wasn't until a summers day when a spiked ball shot through his window and landed on his beloved cat, killing her instantly. Enraged, he shot outside and took down both teams that were playing just outside (some of the mansion staff occasionally have a kick around at lunch time). Spotted by Mr. Throweck, he joined the team.