2017 has been the year when I really feel that I’m no longer learning Game, but that I’ve learnt it. That’s not to say I’m a bullet-proof player with nothing left to master, but I now know that daygame is something I am, not something I do. It’s largely on auto-pilot and not a conscious calculation anymore.
My results are consistent and the Return On Investment (ROI) standardised. I know my numbers – how many approaches to how many lays, the cities I love for daygame, the type of girls I find the hottest. “I get older, they stay the same age” as the quote goes from the movie Dazed & Confused.
This is both a good and a bad thing. The flip side of successfully summiting the mountain you’re trying to climb is that you’re left thinking “What now?” And as climbers know, most accidents happen on the way down from the summit when you’re drained of energy and distracted by your victory.
I’m pleased that I’ve managed to document my progression and the knowledge gained in written and visual form. Street Hustle is my A-Z textbook and Stealth Seduction is the infield video companion. If I get hit by a bus tomorrow then at least all that is out there.
So, indeed, what now? I’m certainly not retiring from pickup or stopping hustling. Far from it. I’m still as horny as ever (touch wood – pun intended) and want to enjoy the fruits of my labours. I’ll still try to pass on this knowledge to other guys but I’m aware that there’s very little that hasn’t already been covered in terms of the theory.
The Black Sheep adventures have only just begun. There’ll be more travel, more tomfoolery, more film making, writing and talks. And more girls, there will always be the girls. That’s one of my biggest pleasures in life. But for the last two months of this year I’ll spend some time reflecting on new summits to scale, new skill-sets to try and master.
Complacency is our enemy. So onwards & inwards…