What happened tonight with our national team was just a false flag to make you believe you have a chance at defeating us.
Truth is the next season will be nothing but a massive dominance of FC Porto at all levels.
These four years of suffering without titles were a sacrifice made so we can fly to claim out place amongst the Gods. We have now a coach that understands our mystic and breathes FC Porto. He'll pass such mystic to the players, and conceive a team that will challenge even the Elements. All teams that come future will be downed by the might of our Sacred Squad.
In Portugal, no one, from Moreira to Portimão, shall escape our wrath. Our first victims shall be the infidels. The Lion and the Eagle shall burn into ashes by the Holy Fires. Braga will be a memory and the Panther will be hunted down. The River Bird will be crimson blood and the sea will be forever Unnavigable. The Town of Vimara and the Mouth of Sado are now symbols of Defeat. The Birds will not fly and the Keys will be lost. The Beach will become one grain of sand, and no star may shine upon Bethlehem. The Furniture will be destroyed and Saint Mary will abandon the Fair. Not even the meme magic of Tondela will be able to stop us.
Cup & League Cup shall have the same fate of our League. And so will the League of Champions. No team in Europe is able of thinking of matching our might, and whoever tries it has nothing but misery in their fate. Even united the two clubs of the city of Manchester cannot bother us. The Blue Lion ends as the Green, and the Mersey will be a pool of livers. The Bavarian Bear shall be tamed by the Heel again, and the Yellowblacks will flee to Prussia in fear. The Monk will be a martyr and the City of Lights shut down. Too much pain will kill the Old Lady and a new Knight of the White Moon will destroy an old man’s Dream. Even the All-Mighty Galaxy itself will knee at our presence.
There is nothing you can do to avoid this. Just accept it or burn in flames.
