If the past few years have taught us anything, it’s that every path to Atlanta United is unique. Maybe it came from Venezuela, by way of Switzerland and Italy, and was driven by a desire to be the best. Maybe it started in Decatur or Marietta, a local who was magnetized by the love of their city. Maybe it was a transplant new to Atlanta, eager to be part of a movement they could call their own. For Jose “Hugo” Hernandez, it started as a child, in his home, spending memorable moments with his little brother.
“I played with my brother or cousin, just us three really, all the time,” Hugo says, smiling.