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My Ultimate Gacha System-Chapter 268 - 258: Atalanta Vs Udinese V (Serie A)
59’ - 71’ |
Udinese responded immediately with substitutions as their coach Andrea Sottil made changes designed to push more numbers forward, and Beto entered the match to provide additional attacking threat alongside their existing forwards.
For a brief spell between the sixtieth and sixty-fifth minutes Udinese pushed Atalanta deeper than they’d been all match, and the home side defended territory rather than controlling possession. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
In the sixty-second minute Beto won a header from a long ball and flicked it toward Pereyra who had found space at the edge of the penalty area, and the Argentine’s shot came with power but lacked placement and Musso saved comfortably.
The away section made noise for their team’s effort and drums beat faster while white flags waved, and several Udinese players gestured for their teammates to keep pushing because conceding a fourth would make the defeat humiliating rather than just disappointing.
Atalanta countered intelligently rather than recklessly, and when opportunities came to break forward the passes were measured and the movement was organized.
In the sixty-eighth minute Gasperini made his first substitution as Éderson replaced De Roon in midfield, and the change was designed to maintain control rather than add attacking threat because managing the game’s tempo mattered more than scoring a fourth.
Demien continued operating between the lines but his positioning dropped slightly deeper to help circulation, and when he received the ball his choices were simple—if space existed forward he advanced, if pressure arrived he recycled backward.
The crowd’s energy remained high but the tension had disappeared because three-nil felt secure, and conversations started happening in the stands while supporters discussed the performance and upcoming fixtures rather than staying completely focused on every passage of play.
71’ |
The fourth goal came from technique rather than power, and the space was created through patient build-up down the right flank.
Atalanta worked the ball across their defensive third before Tolói played it wide to Hateboer who had advanced into Udinese’s half, and the Dutch wing-back drove forward before cutting inside slightly to create a better angle.
His pass came toward Demien who had positioned himself just inside the penalty area with his back to goal, and a Udinese defender closed quickly from behind while Demien’s first touch controlled the ball.
The defender made contact with his shoulder trying to force Demien wide, but the challenge wasn’t strong enough to knock him off balance, and Demien’s second touch came immediately while he pivoted sharply.
「SKILL ACTIVATED」
「Johan Cruyff — Turn Innovator」
The turn created two yards of separation as the defender was beaten by the change of direction, and suddenly Demien was facing goal with space to shoot and Silvestri positioned centrally but slightly off his line.
His third touch set the ball for his right foot, and rather than striking with power he focused on placement and curve, and his 84 Curve attribute guided the ball’s trajectory as it left his foot.
The shot bent away from Silvestri’s dive and curled toward the far post with the arc designed to make the goalkeeper’s positioning irrelevant, and the ball hit the side netting while the stadium erupted for the third time.
ATALANTA 4-0 UDINESE
The celebration was immediate and loud as teammates surrounded Demien near the corner flag, and this time the reaction was less restrained because four-nil made the result emphatic rather than comfortable.
Lookman grabbed him and shouted something that sounded like "That turn’s ridiculous!" and Højlund was laughing while pulling him toward the crowd, and Koopmeiners arrived and ruffled his hair before the group broke apart.
The Curva Sud’s drums thundered while supporters jumped and embraced strangers beside them, and the entire stadium seemed to be on its feet while blue and black scarves waved in every section.
One elderly supporter in the lower tier had tears in his eyes while clapping above his head, and beside him his grandson was bouncing while screaming, and the emotion visible across the stands reflected satisfaction with the complete performance rather than just the scoreline.
The broadcast replays showed the turn and finish from multiple angles.
"Beautiful execution," the lead commentator said while the replay showed the Cruyff turn beating the defender. "That drag-back motion creates the separation, opens the shooting angle. And the finish—placement over power, bends it beyond the keeper’s reach. Four-nil and this is turning into a statement."
"Complete performance from the attacking midfielder," his colleague added. "Two goals, one assist in the first half. Controlled the tempo, found space consistently. This is exactly what you want from that position."
Play resumed with Udinese deflated and Atalanta in complete control, and the final twenty minutes would be about managing the game rather than adding goals.
72’ - 90+3’ |
From the seventy-second minute onward Atalanta controlled possession without forcing attacks, and the tempo slowed deliberately as players focused on circulation rather than penetration.
Gasperini made additional substitutions to give minutes to squad players and rest starters ahead of the next fixture, and when Demien’s number appeared on the substitution board in the seventy-eighth minute the stadium gave him a standing ovation.
The applause was loud and sustained as he jogged toward the touchline, and supporters in every section stood while clapping, and several shouted his name while he passed the technical area.
Gasperini grabbed his hand and pulled him close while saying, "Excellent work. That’s exactly what we need from you. Rest now."
"Thanks boss," Demien replied, and his breathing was controlled despite seventy-eight minutes of football.
He sat on the bench and accepted a water bottle from a staff member while the match continued without him, and his legs felt tired but responsive, and the hamstring showed no discomfort or tightness despite the workload.
Udinese’s energy faded as the final minutes passed, and their attempts to create chances became sporadic and half-hearted, and when the fourth official raised his board showing three minutes of additional time the result was long since decided.
「ATTRIBUTE CHECK」
「Stamina 97 | Composure 89」
The referee blew his whistle after the additional minutes elapsed and the scoreboard confirmed the final result.
Fweeeeeetttttttt! Fweeeeeetttttttt! Fweeeeeetttttttt!
FULL TIME: ATALANTA 4-0 UDINESE
After the Match
Players from both teams exchanged handshakes near the center circle, and Udinese’s squad walked toward their supporters with heads down but postures professional because losing four-nil away to Atalanta wasn’t shameful even if it was disappointing.
Atalanta’s players moved toward the Curva Nord where the most passionate supporters had gathered, and they applauded in unison while the crowd responded with noise and flags waving.
Demien walked with his teammates and clapped toward the stands, and when he reached the area where the ultras were positioned several supporters pointed at him and chanted his name, and the recognition felt earned rather than excessive.
Gasperini stood near the touchline speaking with Sottil, and the two coaches shook hands briefly before the Udinese manager walked toward his dressing room, and Gasperini’s expression showed satisfaction without celebration because three points at home against mid-table opposition was expected rather than surprising.
The broadcast team wrapped their coverage while stadium staff began clearing the pitch.
"Comprehensive victory for Atalanta," the lead commentator said. "Four-nil, complete control for most of the match. That’s the response Gasperini wanted after recent struggles."
"And the Man of the Match has to be Walter," his colleague added. "Two goals, one assist, controlled the tempo throughout. But credit to the entire structure—Koopmeiners and de Roon dominated the midfield battle, the defense stayed solid, and the attacking play was patient but incisive when chances came."
Inside the home dressing room the atmosphere was calm and satisfied rather than wildly celebratory, and music played at moderate volume while players changed and showered.
Højlund sat beside Demien and said, "Good match. That second goal was something else."
"Yeah, felt clean," Demien replied, and his voice was steady.
"Keep doing that and you’ll be starting every week."
Koopmeiners walked past and tapped Demien’s shoulder while saying, "Nice work today," and his tone was matter-of-fact because professional recognition didn’t require elaborate praise.
The system activated quietly in Demien’s peripheral vision while he sat on the bench.
「MATCH COMPLETE」
「Performance Rating: 9.0」
「Statistics:」
「Goals: 2」
「Assists: 1」
「Touches: 67」
「Pass Completion: 89%」
「Key Passes: 4」
「Dribbles Completed: 3/4」
「Mission Objectives: ALL COMPLETED」
「Rewards:」
「+30 MP」
「+20 TP」
「Current Balance: 40 TP | 3 SP | 59 MP」
The window faded after five seconds and Demien dismissed it with a thought.
He sat back against the wall and his breathing was steady, and outside the dressing room corridor the noise from stadium staff cleaning the stands filtered through the door along with distant voices and occasional laughter from teammates who’d already showered.
His phone buzzed in his bag and he reached for it, and the screen showed messages from Isabella and Marco congratulating him on the performance, and several notifications from social media that he ignored because scrolling through reactions felt unnecessary.
Lookman emerged from the showers and walked past while saying, "Good game mate. Drink tonight?"
"Nah, staying in," Demien replied. "Need to recover properly."
"Fair enough. See you Tuesday."
The room gradually emptied as players finished their routines and left for home, and within thirty minutes only a few remained while staff collected kits and prepared the space for the next training session.
Demien stood and stretched slowly, and his right leg responded without complaint, and the hamstring had handled seventy-eight minutes of competitive football without any discomfort or compensation.
He grabbed his bag and walked toward the exit, and when he stepped into the corridor the stadium was nearly empty except for security staff and cleaning crews moving through the stands.
His phone buzzed again and this time it was Sophia asking if he wanted company tonight, and he typed back "Yeah, come over" before pocketing the phone and heading toward the exit where his driver would be waiting.







