The Magic of Daygame

One of the students i’ve recently been coaching had been having quite a difficult time in his seduction journey, on the brink of a meltdown he contacted me and his symptoms i find quite common amongst the ‘newer’ generation daygamers.

These include:

  • Frustration with results, going home defeated most nights
  • Depression due to results, focused on the outcome wayyyyy to much
  • Bitterness and denial,so continues too spam approach bad game
  • Unrealistic world view when theory meets reality
  • Not understanding why there not banging a stripper in a toilet every day.
  • Meltdown.

What my student usually looks like, is it you too?

In my earlier days i was inspired and looked up to the original London crew of Andy Yosha, Jon Matrix, Tom Torero, Yad, Diggler and others. If Daygame 1.0 was Mystery, and the original founders of game, i call this era 2.0. Learning about daygame having been pretty much invisible to women my whole life was like a superpower. First number, kiss, date and lay EVER.

This was my 2 year journey to get my first lay, and the only thing that kept me going was the daygame magic. Here and there little sparkles of energy that would mesmerise your heart and spurr you further on your journey.

The original motivation for the birth of daygame was primarly this. This Sparkle, crackle, fizz and pop. If you were around at this time, you were lucky enough to experience it but i tend to find newer generation daygamers completely miss the mark. Daygame 3.0 or is it 4.0? It’s all about the next +1, the next lay, the next result. [1]

That would have been impossible for me, impossible for Mystery, impossible for anyone in that time. Oldschool daygamers had to work hard to figure out and pioneer the way that very few had etched.

We kinda just enjoyed the ride, and knew there was going to be ups and downs. For every few weeks of heartache you’d catch a little break with a cute girl on an instant date and it would make all the hard work worth it. And so on. It was a journey.

Looking at wings and others for inspiration and healthy competition but ultimately you were competing against yourself.

My student was missing the magic of daygame. 


Real daygame magic yesterday

After my daygame immersion project last year, i pushed things to a reasonable degree to get a good idea of where i’m at, in terms of “effort inputted+SMV= results”. The next question becomes do i keep trying to optimize to get better, if so to what end?

If you’re getting 1 lay out of every 100 approaches, you optimize to say 1 in 30, which is arguably what some of the best daygamers in the ‘pickup world’ are getting. They of course go through periods where it’s better or worse but that’s generally considered top level daygame.

Then what? Keep going and optimizing? Keep going to get it down to 1 in 5? Maybe even 1 in 1? When does it end? What began as a pursuit of one’s own journey of bettering himself and meeting woman takes a dive into a dangerous place.

I can understand if your ratio is 1/100 you want to improve your results but once you get to 1/40/30 you build confidence in your ability to know that if you go out and talk to X number of girls you will eventually get laid or have a near miss. You get the skillset down to a decent level.

This is what the statistics and data provides you with, a reference to backup your results. The disclaimer being you have off days in daygame where nothing sticks, you do 50 sets that end up going nowhere. Then you have 1 week were you pull back 2,3,4 girls home etc..etc..

Mr Tom Torero put a post on his blog recently called “Morphing Motivations” and i want to highlight a quote:

“The pressure’s on to outperform each other which raises both your game but creates a subtle stress. You send a “+1” text to your wing which you know will annoy him.”

It wasn’t a game we played to text +1, +2, +3 to outperform your wing that’s never what daygame was ever about. For me and many others from the 2.0 generation, we took daygame as something more wholesome. You have to be careful to not go too far into the competitive nature of daygame.  

I completely understand this progression it’s the natural course of things. The generation before was a working class generation, they had to work hard to get things. The next generation only see’s the fruits of their labour. So there only goal is to get what they think matters, the fruits.

Oldschool daygamers had to work hard to figure out and pioneer the way. New daygamers only see the fruits and so there only goal is to get the next lay, +1, competition.

This was the problem with my student, he was chasing so much that even if he ever did get success it was eating him up entirely in the process.

Generation 2.0 daygamers for the most part never had issues of bitterness, frustration with results, unhealthy competing amongst fellow wings. To a point where it would cripple them.

We understood it was a journey, it was ups and downs, ebs and flows, and it was all part of the process. But most importantly we felt the joy of daygame. We were figuring it out.

Look to your wings or others for inspiration sure, but ultimately your competing with yourself.  Re-kindle that joy for daygame, because it’s what makes it all worth it and will leave you a happier man.


[1] This has it’s relevence but not in the direction i see it going amongst newer daygamers, of it being a unhealthy competition.  Competition can be healthy but if you go to far you loose sight of the purpose.

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2014 Daygame Journey Showreel + Book Release

Throughout 2014 and the subsequent years i’d been gathering up infield footage of dates, approaches and encounters in the daygame world and compiling them into a compilation. Not cumpilation 😉

Every so often when i was feeling down or feeling like i couldn’t go on in my journey, i would play this video to remind myself of the journey that i’d been on, how far i’d come, the girls i’d met and more importantly, the experiences i’d had. It would spring me back to life.

This is the compilation I’ve created for the earlier years of my daygame journey, i hope it motivates you to to live life on the edge as it did for me.

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Time Off After 5 Years

I completed my daygame project towards the end of last year. 3 months of hitting the streets hard, to see how far i could push things when i had logistics under my control.

I then decided to take a few months off to assess my journey, and where i wanted to take things moving forward. It would be madness to continue doing the same thing again and again, and i figured after hitting the streets consistently more or less for the last 5 years, (2019 being my 6th year in the game) i had bought myself some off-time.

I also had a few things on backlog that were due for completion, so it was good to reflect on the 5 year journey i’ve had in the game, improving this area of my life, where i’m at now, and where i want to take it.  


Deep contemplation yesterday “fuck it’s been 5 years?”

When i first started out in daygame i couldn’t even do a single cold approach for months, slowly i got there, and then it became a similar issue for getting numbers, dates then finally getting laid.

My project last year gave me a good understanding of my SMV, how girls more or less react to me based on my skillset and thus my results of approach>lay.

I’m enjoying my downtime, and although i may do the occasional odd approach, i just don’t feel the energy to go out to the city and talk to women. It feels good being in this period so i will use it to reflect and work on the backlog that i want completed by the end of the year.

This includes:

  • My Daygame Memoir – 50,00 words, 1st Draft completed, needs a rework to beef it out and then it will be finalized.  – Will recommence work this month
  • Daygame 3 Month Immersion Project – Uploading the weekly podcasts and infields that were recorded as the project progressed. Then uploading the results of the project.
  • 2018 Daygame Year Stats Review  – Already written, will be published by the end of the month.
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Daygame Meltdown 1.0

I managed to leave my phone on a park bench the other day, to return home feel my pockets and gasp in horror. Running back to the bench to find it disappeared and untraceable, unbacked up was costly.

I’d pretty much lost most of my leads from the last 3 months of the project aswell as notes, screenshots, pictures, videos , podcasts recorded since i didn’t have any of them backed up till before this point.

I will do the best i can to piece things together in the 2nd part of my project where i try to re-organize and upload my results of the project but it is frustrating having lost alot of footage and statistics.

This led to me to have a bit of meltdown for about a day or two before realizing that i had no other option but to keep going forward. It is what it is, but as the leadership of the British people said ” Keep calm and carry on”.


Popped back a few of these tea bags over the last week

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Project Update

After much thought i decided that i would focus on actually going out there and making the most of my last few months, then i’d come back afterwards and upload the infields, podcasts and update reports.

I managed to get my 3rd lay last night, which fits nicely with my original goal of 3 lays in 3 months the pressure is off, I have 2-3 weeks left in which i just plan to enjoy my time as best as i can and push my daygame as far as a i can. Pulling back in other areas of my life to focus purely on daygame.

This is why i haven’t been uploading weekly infields and podcasts, my focus has changed to making the most of my time and it makes more sense to spend the time editing and uploading after the 3 months.


Round 2 is always the best

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3 Month Daygame Immersion Project Introduction

It’s been almost 6 months since my last post, and I’ve been away working hard to save up for a 3 month daygame immersion project i had planned. 3 months in the city, not having to worry too much about finances and pushing my daygame to the limit. Recording the whole journey throughout the 3 months. That was my plan.

Here is my introduction video on Youtube for the project:

My expected results for the project, as a general rule of thumb, intermediate Daygamers can get 1 Lay a Month. So i predict atleast 3 Lays in 3 months. The reality might be a bit more, but i’ll let the results speak for themselves.

Last week was my first official week in the city and i already managed to get my first lay on a Thursday night backpacker night. So it’s looking promising.


Good start to the week



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Coventry Girl Date and Lay

As i sat at home editing away on my new book, i was considering the 2 options i had for the evening. Stay at home and watch a movie, or head out into the city to meet Mr.A, for our regular Thursday night Pub Crawl.

I decided with the latter and called Mr.A telling him i’d be in the city at around 7pm. I arrived and dropped my gym bag off at his place before we sat down to have a de-brief.

He told me the various things he wanted to work on in the night ahead to avoid ‘frustration’ afterwards, such as ‘bouncing a girl’ to test for compliance.

Having had the nightgame lay 1 week before, i didn’t have as much pressure on the outcome and simply wanted to have a good time given the stressful week i’d had.[1]

I offered him advice on the situation and how to best avoid having a ‘frustrating night out’ before we headed out.

We walked up the street looking to do some warm-up sets, but the streets were completely empty, so we headed to the pub crawl’s first venue.

Once there we spotted the other “game guys” out, who we nicknamed the “RSD Guys” . This was because they followed alot of RSD material and mainly went out during the night.

Me and Mr.A spoke to a few girls before moving to the next venue. Once there we opened a few more girls each but compared to previous Thursday nights, there just wasn’t much to shoot at.

We decided to go to KFC but on the way out of the club we spotted a tall blonde girl standing by the toilets whom we hadn’t seen all night.

She was with a not so tall or attractive, brunette friend. I wanted to wait till the friend left to avoid the potential cock-block but after a few minutes i realized it wasn’t going to happen.

I went in and opened asking if they were the toilet police standing so close to the toilets with such an authoritative look. They both loved it, but i started to feel the brunette drifting towards me.

The blonde girl was semi-into it but seemed pre-occupied. A few moments later a guy came over and put his hand round the waist of the blonde, and she seemed into it. He could either be the world’s smoothest operator or they knew each other from before.

Moments later he pulled her away leaving me to talk to the brunette as she continued to persist in conversation with me. Once the blonde left i figured i might aswell get some action so i told her to close her eyes to try something something before i kissed her.

We kissed briefly before she said she had to go back to her friend and i didn’t persist leaving with Mr.A to get some food.

On the way to get food we walked past a club that we hadn’t been to that night, but was usually quite good so we figured we’d just go in to check it out.

We walked in and scanned the dance floor, again not seeing much to work with, so we headed for the smoking balcony.

Once there Mr.A spotted another RSD guy so we went over to have a chat. In the corner there was a cute blonde girl sat down on her phone texting aggressively.

I asked the RSD guy why he hadn’t spoken to her and he said it was all mine. I joked about him being so generous, before i decided i’d go and say hello.


Like this with a phone not a book

I went over teasing her about her aggressive phone texting and she loved it. She was from Coventry in the UK, and had great English banter, so naturally the conversation flowed.

She said she was at the club with 2 friends who were inside. I wasn’t sure at the time if she had more friends outside so i didn’t want to do any strong overt escalation.

She started to get very touchy and i could see the change in her eyes once i was caressing her hands back, so i immediately changed my decision and went for the kiss.

She kissed me back before stopping as she overhead the RSD guy say “there he goes” to Mr.A. Not great calibration by him, but i apologized to her and it didn’t seem to ruin things too much.

We carried on making out before suddenly the guy that was sat opposite us grabbed Coventry girls drink and threw it off the balcony.

I pulled away to look at him and he was giving me dagger eyes. I asked her if she knew who the guy was but she said she didn’t.

He proceeded to get up and walk away in a massive huff and i figured he might of been jealous seeing what had gone on.

Since her drink was thrown away she went off to buy another and she offered to buy me one so we headed to the bar for a round.

We moved to sit on the couches inside by the bar as i tried to figure out the logistics. She was staying quite far away with an English guy who was she was there with at the club.

I’d also moved back home a few months ago so pulling back to mine was out of the question. The only option was a secluded public place.

Her friends messaged her saying they were at McDonalds so we headed out for a walk in their location. I’d tried to suggesting going back to hers and even going to a nearby park but she told me ” i don’t do that on a first meeting”.

She said she’d want to meet me another day sober so i took her number but i wasn’t expecting much from it.

We walked to her friends where i introduced myself to the guy and girl. They seemed nice, and since i didn’t want to impose i said my good-byes. My girl proceeded to tell her friends she’d back in 5 minutes.

We walked to a nearby shop corner were i pushed her against the doors and carried on the makeout. Things were heating up but it was now raining, so the secluded park i had in mind was now also ruled out.

She said she’d want to meet me another time but i didn’t think she would even remember me in the morning. She said she wasn’t that drunk, and would remember so we pinky promised to meet the following day.

We carried on making out for another 15 minutes whilst her friends were waiting for her. Things were getting quite hot and heavy but all my logistical pull locations were ruled out, and her friends were waiting for her so we parted ways.

I went home with a great deal of  blue balls having been so excited but i was happy since i’d had a good night of fun regardless if she came out or not.

Day 2

I texted her the following day and she replied, so we setup a date in the evening for 8.30pm. I got a quick gym workout in, before heading to Starbucks to meet her.


My plan was to meet her and gauge things, if it was on after the first venue, to get a room for the night and split it with her. Or i could do something adventurous in a park/toilet.

She arrived and seemed to be a bit-distant at the start but i figured she just wanted to get to know me a bit before she would loosen up.

We got to the first venue where she bought a Latte to my surprise. I didn’t want to be too on-straight away so i completely rolled off. We did general chit-chat before we moved to another bar.

This time she bought a drink and things started to heat up again. I was delaying the kiss  to build tension. I tried to seed the idea of “netflix and chill” by hiring a room for the night but she again told me about her ‘rule’.

I didn’t make it a big deal and figured i’d try again later once things were getting hot and heavy.

After the drinks we went to grab some food since she was hungry. It was raining like the previous night but this time it felt more magical. We would stop every 5 minutes or so and i would pull her in, sneakily using my umbrella to shield us.

We walked towards the University Campus benches, since it was the only dry, secluded place at the time.

I tried to push things forward with but she remained adamant on her rule, that she wasn’t going to do anything that night.

I told her that if we got room i wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want to , and even if we spent the whole night only kissing, i’d be happy. I genuinely meant that.

She replied saying “you might be able to control yourself, but i don’t trust myself”. She proceeded to tell me about how she didn’t believe in one night stands which is why she had the ‘rule’.

“What are you doing tomorrow evening”? She asked. I replied strongly, looking deeply into her eyes with, ” you”. She giggled and said she wasn’t expecting me to answer like that.

We carried on making out and again, things started to really heat up as hands started wandering. I tried to get on top of her but she’d stop every 5 minutes and remove herself from the situation.

It had been an on-off rollercoaster the night before, and the same thing was happening today. This was causing my balls a great deal of stress.

Since she didn’t want to do anything that night, i figured we could get a room the following day and she agreed. I ended up having to put a stop on things since i started to feel actual pain from the blue balls.

I was being overstimulated by her but being stopped every time, keeping me on the edge. It felt incredibly hot when she decided to basically give me a lap dance but at the same time insanely frustrating.


And all it cost me was a Latte

We kissed goodbye and she got an uber home whilst i went to the clubs to meet a few friends that were out. I joined them but was feeling an intense case of blue balls.

This intense pain started to change to throbbing, and eventually i had to leave with my friends to try and aid the situation.

The following day i didn’t want to leave my bed. My balls felt like they were on fire and as i told my friends about the problem they joked saying there was only one solution, to release it.

There was no way i was going to release myself if i was going to meet her later that night. I looked up accommodation in the city to find the cheapest private room being close to $200 whereas the following day it was half the price.

I texted Coventry girl and suggested we meet the following day since it would be alot cheaper and i also had other plans, but really i was in intense pain and didn’t think i would be able to perform.

She replied saying it was probably for the best as her friends were wanting her to go out that night aswell. I spent the rest of the day in bed and declined the invite from my friends to go out in the evening much to my dismay.

Day 3

The following day i felt a bit better but the pain was still there. It felt like the only solution would be a release since it felt like there was build-up that hadn’t been released but i tried to keep hydrated to try and flush it out.

I texted Coventry girl and seeded the idea of meeting her at 9.30pm, she didn’t agree but i thought it would be implied as she’d said that she was “also looking at rooms earlier that day”. so i didn’t think too much of it and assumed we were meeting later on.

I reserved a room for the night in the city at an apartment and figured i’d check-in in around 9pm in the evening as the latest check-in time was 11pm. I left my friends place at 5pm and proceeded to get in the worst luck.

Waiting 30 minutes for the next train home, getting on the train then getting off at the next stop, catching another train that was another 30 minutes wait. This meant i was know 2 hrs behind schedule.

The check-in closed at 11pm and it was now 8pm. I tried to get ready as fast as possible, charging my labtop, downloading 2 movies, charging my phone and freshening up. It was now 9pm.

She texted me asking “what the plan for tonight was as she was still in bed” i was surprised as this meant i hadn’t been clear enough about meeting her at 9.30pm.

It slightly worked in my favour since i was running a bit late so i told her to meet me in the city at 10.30pm.

She gave some resistance saying it was a bit late and when i tried to convince her she persisted asking why i wanted to meet so late.

I genuinely told her that i got bad luck with the trains and was running behind time. At this point i wasn’t sure if she’d come out and started to get frustrated.

The room was already booked and i’d already spent time getting ready, but it was quite late and not how i originally wanted to do things. Did i take the risk of going to the city only have to have her change her mind last minute?

As i caught an uber to the city i was fuming. I told the uber driver my story his only wisdom was to apologize which i was already thinking about doing since i’d messed up the logistics and leading to confirm and setup a proper time.

I texted her a “sorry” and she replied saying “don’t be sorry x, i’m getting ready” so i started to relax and arrived at the apartment i booked, and checked-in at 10.30pm.

I set up my labtop , turned off the main lighting and turned the TV on. She texted me saying “she was on the way”.


Trying to deep breath yesterday

I headed out and walked to the nearby corner store to buy a nut bar as i’d skipped dinner. Once opening the nut bar it split in half and fell on the floor which aided in my frustration.

I’d planned to walk with her once she arrived and picking up a bottle of wine but i didn’t want to take any chances as the liquor store closed in 15 minutes so i picked up a bottle.

The blue balls pain started to return so i went to a nearby cubicle to try and sort things out. Finally the release and buildup was cumming out. Literally. She texted me saying she was 5 minute away.

The 3 days of blue balls was slowly coming out but she was arriving in 5 minutes. I did my best to remain calm but i was in severe pain.

It’s not a good idea pissing and cumming at the same time. I started to doubt how i would even be able to get it up later that night.

I considered the option of giving her the room address and telling her i can’t make it, cancelling because of the problem that i was having.

She called me saying she’d arrived and was on Marlbourough Street and i told her i was 2 minutes away before doing my best to speed things up and running from the toilets to the road to meet her.

As i sprinted up the hill to the road i heard my name shouted, and i turned to see her across the road. I felt quite embarrassed that she’d seen me running to meet her.

I told her genuinely i’d been stressing since it would have been obvious to see but i didn’t want to make it a big deal and she said not to worry as we walked to the apartment.

She said she was also not sure if she was going to come out since i’d asked her to come out so late.

We got back to the apartment where we sat on the bed and i set-up the movie. I started escalating 15 minutes in, as i got the idea she was hardly watching the movie.

The pain of my blue balls was subsided by my hornyness and before long i wasn’t even thinking about it anymore.

Clothes started to come off and  i was on top of her pulling her hair and pinning her hands above her head.

The sex felt amazing considering i’d had the most severe case of blue balls i’d ever experienced.

I hadn’t given in to self-release and as a result i had an intense explosion. Thus i was cured from my blue balls which put a nice smile on my face.

When i asked her why she decided to sleep with me she said ” We just clicked and it felt like we got along so things happened”.

She spent the night over before leaving the following morning as we had to check-out of the room at 10am.


A happy bunny in the morning

[1] The more i do night-game the more this mindset proves to be of great importance.

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