Unlike the vast majority of players who embrace modern tackiness, he doesn't like flashiness. He's simple, modest, serene, and reserved. He doesn't appreciate marketing frivolities, doesn't parade around in fancy cars, nor does he climb the Olympic podium glued to his cell phone, like the star of the Chinese bronze medalist team. He's got class. \ Even in a club prone to bravado, he doesn't thrive on it on the microphone. He doesn't dye his hair yellow, red, or pumpkin. When he scores—and he scores too!—he doesn't shake his butt, move his legs, or parade around taunting the opposing fans. He doesn't wear necklaces, scarves, or toe rings. He doesn't mingle with pitboys. He maintains composure. \ Even though he's a defender, he's never received a red card since coming to Rio, and in this Brazilian Championship, which is already halfway through, he hasn't even received a yellow card. Not even a single one. \ He plays seriously, and as a veteran, he keeps getting better. He's a model of professionalism, commitment, and dedication to his club. \ Who will be? \ It's easy: Ronaldo Angelim.\