Sound of the crowd at Maracanã
Radial Oeste Avenue, around Maracanã Stadium, Fla-Flu day, a sunny Sunday. The drumline members gather, test their equipment, wave the big flags. The organized supporter groups rehearse their first chants, still timid: "Sunday, I'm going to Maracanã / I'll cheer for the team I'm a fan of / I'll bring fireworks and a flag / It won't be a joke / It's going to be champion".
Photo: Fernando Bueno - Maracanã Stadium - Tyba Agency
The game begins. The referee whistles that dubious offside or that suspicious foul. Immediately: he is solemnly booed by an enraged half of the stadium. Not even his mother escapes the jeers and curses. The other half, meanwhile, takes advantage of the opponent's moment of instability and starts singing their club's anthem at the top of their lungs.
Photo: Ricardo Azoury - Flamengo fans at Maracanã - Agência Tyba
It's the sound of the stands that dictates the rhythm of the team's game. At the moment of the goal, people hug each other, shout, pray, and life, for an instant, hangs suspended. Some say football is a mechanism of social escape, of alienation, of passion. Whatever the case may be, side by side, for a little over ninety minutes, thousands of people, of all social classes and ages, pulse to the same symphony. The referee's final whistle returns the fan to their reality, and, little by little, the stadium empties out.
Photo: João Luiz Bulcão - Young people playing soccer - Agência Tyba