Lord Eder welcomes you.
They got F16 airplanes accompaning them home, people cheered, Nani sang.
Showing the cup for the first time.
There were quite a few people there.
People were happy.
Then they went to Belem Palace, where they met a bunch of politicians no one cares about. People were happy. It's hard to have any idea how many people there were because they were scattered all over but literally every street was lined with people.
Quaresma met the president with tears tattoed on his face, a feather shaved into his head, and a Portuguese scarf around his ass. Pretty much as Quaresma as you can get.
They drank the inferior portuguese beer.
Ronaldo sang. It was... something that happened.
Ronaldo looked like he was flying somewhere but his clothes didn't fit his suitcase so he had to wear them all at once.
Then they went to Alameda, to party with the people! Lots of people running after the bus (it had to go by very slow because there were people all over the streets) and lots of bikes following behind. Fun fact: the celebration was just in front of OP's university. Fun fact #2: Fernando Santos' university has a rivalry with ours (we don't much care tbh woops) and they're going to be holding this over our heads FOREVER. We're all perfectly fine with it.
They changed into more weather appropriate attire.
There was questionable singing.
There were a lot of people. A LOT OF PEOPLE.
They sang the national anthem.
They sang the unoficial national anthem.
Ronaldo entered a Wet Tshirt contest.
Nani and Renato Sanches beatboxed.
Renato Sanches might've been a little drunk. Fun fact: he's very excited about this because most of his friends are Sportinguistas and now there's finally something they can celebrate together.
Quaresma saved a chair and sat on Eliseu.
There were celebrations.
We all love selfies.
I don't even like Moutinho that much, but this was the only decent photo I could find with my forever King Rui Patricio and the cup so.
And like in all great stories, the prince found true love in the end.