This scent of Flamengo wafting throughout the country is unique. There are 40 million passionate fans who, without a doubt, make a difference. Those who know, fear. Those who disdain, understand. Those who understand, accept. They accept that the red-and-black club is more than just something, it is a whole. A whole that is present in everything. Flamengo is everything.
The signing of a major name in Brazilian and international football has awakened in every heart that beats for Flamengo a pride that only those who experience such passion can describe—or perhaps they can't, as it's not easy to put into words. A state of mind that reflects a crowded airport, the entrance to Gávea Stadium overwhelmed, social media focused on a single gaze, even if it's a smiling, winking, or sunglasses-wearing emoji.
A nation of diverse accents, which in recent days spoke Turkish. In a sort of vigil, it took down a federation website, and lived in anticipation of confirmation of a terminated contract. Amidst riddles, songs, "AMC," "MDEV," it anxiously awaited confirmation.
If the red-and-black team's joy was the signing, the others, those we call "minus a few," were also fortunate. The Red-and-Black Nation shut down the internet and the airport, monopolized audiences, and, under the watchful eye of Brazil and the world, captured everyone's attention. The stadium had never been so big. There were unforgettable days, nights, and moments.
The "hoopla" is part of the red-and-black DNA. Not out of disrespect for opponents, ever. The game is on the field, with the ball, and the road ahead is still long. But for a simple reason: wearing this Sacred Mantle, being part of this Nation, is a different feeling. It's a reason to celebrate every day.
To the open-mouthed and admiring fans, who watched our party in disbelief, it was the day of "Once Flamengo".
For the 40 million who proudly displayed their love and our colors, every day is "Always Flamengo" day.
Everywhere, crossing continental borders, the internet and the modern world, it was time for that smell to spread….
The scent of Flamengo.
There is no equal.
Go ahead, Mengão! SRN!