FIFA WC26

It's almost time for the 26 World Cup.  1 Continent. 3 Countries. 16 Cities.  48 Teams. 1 Winner. Atlanta is not ready but I sure am. I'll have the opportunity to volunteer and I am stoked. I picked up my uniform today and it really solidified that this is happening.  And I get to be in the room where it happens. I look forward to a summer of soccer, fun and adventure.  Until next post.....laters

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