Hello,

Hello, everybody, and welcome to the total soccer show.

My name is Taylor Rockwell and all hail our new French overlords.

Le Bleu put the screws to an overmatched Swedish crew,

Mbapé's goal tally grew, and Olise put it a performance that was huge.

In Norway v. Senegal, Holland seemed slightly confused that he'd scored.

His Norwegian horde or their fjord to leave their Ivorian opposition floored,

so it's onwards there toward a MetLife date on the board,

a land where the Jets have seldom ever scored.

And it's Quinto Partido for our Mexican amigos, El Muezzo de Ecuador,

was consumed.

It was a performance that would make Simon Gruber from Die Hard 3 say,

holy Toledo.

Joe Lowry, how was my sophomore year Spanish, my friend?

That was absolutely tremendous.

Unbelievable, Taylor.

That was truly flawless. This is, this is like

uncharted waters at how amazing that was. You have, you have set a high bar for Ryan's return on

future episodes. That was, thank you very much. That's very kind of you. That was an attempt to say

Mexico ate Ecuador's lunch, because they kind of did. How are you feeling, Joe? Before we started

recording listeners, Joe sounded like he had been doing a passable impression of Tom Waits, but now he sounds normal. Yes, and I know who Tom Waits is. And I feel great. You know, I'm stoked to be here. If I suddenly sound like this later in the show, that's because some chunk of mucus has blocked to my airways. So, I mean, we're doing fine. Life's good. But I have felt slightly better in the past, for sure. Well, I'm glad you are here with us, Antonio Joe Nusa. That feels appropriate for the day. Graham Ruffin, would you also like to bend the knee to our French overlords? I mean, I think so. Should we just give them the trophy now?

I mean, it's either France or maybe Mexico.

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