Today, all the colors are a pair. A red-and-black pair, one day colored 122 times by passionate followers.

Today, all heart rates are at 122 bpm. All hearts are beating bright red.

Today is the day to celebrate the pride of having a red-black heart, of having red-black blood, of having 122 years of historical existence.

Today is the day to recognize brothers in the streets just by looking at the horizontal stripes of the Sacred Mantle, consecrated by idols.

Today is the day of the greatest nation in world sport. And this nation celebrates 122 years in just 24 hours.

The game of our lives begins: Rondinelli heads, Nunes dribbles, Dida chests down, Zico takes the free kick, and Adílio gets the rebound. Andrade passes to Bebeto, Júnior crosses, Angelim deflects, Pet unleashes a bomb, Carlinhos guides, Obina appears in the box, and Romário finishes. Lê takes off, Hernane scores. Adriano celebrates.

We all celebrated, we all hugged. We all cried and cheered with every athlete who wore the red-and-black shield on their chest. We rowed, we hit three-pointers, we swam, we jumped, and we served. The Red-and-Black team is never alone. It is surrounded by 40 million. 40 million red hearts, beating at 122 bpm, 40 million displaying the horizontal stripes of the Sacred Mantle. We are Flamengo for 24 hours, for 122 years, for every second of our existence. And Flamengo is formed by each one of us. Congratulations, Nation!

Once Flamengo, always Flamengo!