Beerschot Room Spray

Ready for kick-off. Fervent supporters and players wait impatiently for the first whistle, after which everything can explode. Our base quartet is ready. Base notes of vetiver, the scent of the sacred Kiel grass being trodden upon. Green as the oak moss that slowly envelops the sense of smell. The noble wood of Brazilian rosewood hovers just above our heads, like the goalpost we are undeniably marching towards. Musk from the adrenaline and wet jerseys, we put our heads down, driven by a glorious past and with our eyes set on new glory. Full-blown fighting spirit is the only path to victory.
 
The first half is over. The middle notes make their appearance. After an initial wave of purple attacks, we are already sitting pretty among the roses by half-time. With such a nose for goals, the victory bouquets are ready to be picked up. A bouquet of intensely fragrant rosemary with jasmine and lily of the valley, pure white to balance the purple, a wreath for the winner.
 
We sneak into added time. The match has long since settled into a rhythm. The top notes are brought into play to see out the match with composure. A sour lime to swallow for the opponent, a sweet victory of petitgrain, orange and fir for De Mannekes. Cardamom is the scent that persists, the aroma of ecstasy, the frenzied crowd, a new triumph, another achievement added to our honours. 13 ingredients: the formula for success. The Bear is back!