I was walking down a central street in Prague as I noticed a guy in a leather jacket casually walking up the other way with a petite girl. After a double take I noticed his r-selected rings and thought to myself, "Ah, Krauser's daygaming. Small world."
I got in contact with him and we met up the next day. Cool and friendly, we walked through the town as we talked daygame, the manosphere and whatever random topics came up. Whether game tactics, manosphere polemics or 'secret society' stuff, it felt as if he were talking about the latest movie or football game. Completely unabashed and fluid, I could sense a man who really knows his stuff. He has opinions and whether you like them or not, I noticed his conviction in them let him take action in the way he wanted. Here is a man living life on his terms with no trace of pandering to others' whims.
We walked the city over coffee as Krauser took the pulpit and rattled off more game talk. Daygame Mastery really is a window into his world as I would see from the sets he did and the texts he fired off. I could see that every word in that book came from hands-on experience, with the only "theory" coming from the funny names for concepts.
We started talking about the new Sigma Wolf book, Primal Seduction, and IOIs. Nick mentioned how his time in Croatia was spent grinding it out with no IOIs. Suddenly in Prague the IOIs were coming his way. One second we're chatting and the next he's approaching a Slovak who looked at him ever so slightly. This would happen recurringly. I could see the conviction put in with every approach, all from an almost indiscernable look.
One big thing I took away was calibrating every approach. There are subtle dynamics for slow walkers, fast walkers, stationary girls, cold girls, warm girls, mixed in with the state of mind you have at the moment. I saw all these subtle things coming together in a few seconds time, and the proof is in the pudding. The girls who flashed IOIs got into 10 minute long conversations, sometimes with Nick disappearing into idates as I opened my own sets.
Inbetween sets, I'd pick Krauser's brain on aspects of the game that would bug me. Inner game is always an interesting topic. While getting laid is fun in and of itself, Nick does not see it as a source of happiness. It's not quite an ego thing either as I remember him saying "I don't care about the notches. Banging 20 more girls will not change me as a man".
On the one hand it's hard to believe that a guy wouldn't get excited about banging 20 girls, but on the other I could see it in his behavior that he genuinely didn't care. We're literally just walking and brashly talking pickup as opportunity after opportunity presents itself. Life turned into one big game.
Daygame has a technical aspect to it, but the hardest part is channeling your personality in a flowing manner. I'd meditate on my sets and notice which ones were poorly executed while others were more electric. Watching Nick do his thing was like watching a jazz musician play. Music has certain fundamentals that, once mastered, lets you play with the structure in an infinite way.
The only way I can see myself reaching a quarter of his level is to keep practicing while being mindful of the moment. There are technical parts but being present while being subconsciously aware of all that stuff is where the mastery comes in. It all felt like a walking contradiction, a blending of the emotional and logical. It wasn't schizophrenia but more like a koan.
There was nothing "PUA" about what Nick was doing. Everything felt seamless, even when he cut short our conversation to run after a girl. (I became the unwitting beanie guard at the coffee shop).
Nick's friend was also present and we joked at how Nick was sucking all the vibe out of us while approaching the hottest girls around. I could see he wasn't doing it to show off, but just for himself when there was opportunity. While he was supposed to only pass through Prague, he ended up recording some juicy sets for future products.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself at his reverse daygame weasels.
"The number farm is officially over"
"I'm not going to approach today"
"I wasn't expecting all these IOIs"
"I think I'll stay a few days more to follow up on these leads"
"This wasn't expected"
"That was an IOI * dashes off, leaving hat and coffee on table for babysitting*"
For all the technical aspects of daygame, Nick was definitely on fire those few days. He told us this is quite unusual for him. We couldn't tell if it was his fashion, the contrast to Croatia, or bantering with wings but Prague definitely opened up for him, he was milking his state while he could.
On the third day we had developed a groove of master and apprentice knocking back flat whites when a little bubbly girl walked past. The IOI she dropped took Krauser out of his element, "JEEEZUS!" he shouted as if a meteor just crashed next to us. "Was that for you or me?" I shrugged, "Go for it!"
As we would later find out, he found a horny, ultra compliant yes-girl. He went off on an i-date while I chatted up a Ukrainian girl outside. After getting her info, I see Nick a few steps down nodding, "Good work. That girl back there is definitely on, she suggested the date for tomorrow."
I felt like we were a special ops team. Thousands of tourists taking the same overdone pictures while we played daygame in the crowd. As the evening drew to a close, we were getting ready to turn the game off when another IOI flew onto Krauser's radar. I chuckled and broke off to do my own thing for the night.
There were several points that stuck with me in regards to inner game and game in general as was talked about in a grungy dive bar over some beers:
The guys who get in the game and get good are not normal. there's something that drives them, a neurosis, ego, mental dis-ease, complex or whatever. It's not necessarily a 'bad' thing, but it's indicative of what it takes to reach the heights.
There's a distinction between getting laid and using game to get laid. Guys can get laid by leveraging their fame, looks, wealth, status, or online spamming. That's all well and good but Krauser's very rigid in his idea of what constitutes getting laid with game.
The Sigma Wolf maxim, 'younger, hotter, tighter' is a good heuristic to go by. Daygame specifically is based on charisma channeled in the moment by exuding your personality with an optimal look. If you're a good looking guy, say an 8, and you're regularly banging 6-7s, you're not really using game, but leveraging your looks.
There's little tricks to move the interaction along, but ultimatley the game is about you, and you get what you put in. Daygame can be brutal because you're exposed in broad daylight. There's no pretense for why the girl should talk to you, it's up to you to open her, not just by approaching but by creating an emotional connection out of nothing. The game is played when you go after girls above your range in looks, below your age, and through artfully handling those maybe girls who aren't too sure about you.
We got into a talk about R and K selected girls and Krauser had put it best in one of his tweets: "Some players fuck habitual sluts. Some players fuck normal girls on their occasional indiscretion. It's not the same game."
The girls I saw Krauser hook in Prague were what we may call "good girls": low notch counts, studious, feminine EE girls. One was perfect timing, literally getting off the phone with her then-to-be ex-boyfriend as Nick approached. Nevertheless he got them all on the force of his personality, and it didn't take 5 dates either.
I asked Nick about stoicism and being unemotional as that's always bugged me in regards to inner game. He explained that while a cornerstone of game is emotional mastery, you will still feel highs and lows, it doesn't matter if you're a newbie or a veteran. Opening has an emotional cost. Rejection has a sting. An SDL has a euphoric feeling. And regardless of this emotional roller coaster, it does not matter. There's no inherent meaning or grand purpose to any of this. It's just a game. But make no mistake, you will feel the highs and lows. The minute you stop feeling means you're out of the moment. If you're not feeling both the flak and the bliss and everything in between, then you're not in the game. Sure the intensity will differ depending on individual variables, but it boils down to feeling. The mastery comes where you can make a decision in spite of the emotions. I found it to be a subtle but notable distinction.
On my last night in Prague, a bunch of us were having some beers. BodiPUA joined us and our 4 man group reveled as the chaos of nightlife encircled us. Nick said flat out, "I'm not any good at night game. These guys can clown around for her attention, I'll just approach her tomorrow without the distraction." Funny enough, the more we didn't care and bantered within our group, oblivious to the noise, the more the girls came near us. In effect, we became the "HB10s" in that environment. Then the hour got late, the thirsty hordes couldn't take it and went full on dancing monkey, trying to salsa spin girls to rock music and all. It was quite a show and reminded us why daygame came about.
The whole time Krauser waxed and weaved lyrical about life I didn't get the impression he was preaching, merely pointing out how things are working. If I were still bubbled up in the blue pill I'd think him a madman, but after seeing how the world operates with my own eyes, I merely felt the truth vindicated from a higher level. And to think, all I was going to do was walk down the street and approach some girls.
I got in contact with him and we met up the next day. Cool and friendly, we walked through the town as we talked daygame, the manosphere and whatever random topics came up. Whether game tactics, manosphere polemics or 'secret society' stuff, it felt as if he were talking about the latest movie or football game. Completely unabashed and fluid, I could sense a man who really knows his stuff. He has opinions and whether you like them or not, I noticed his conviction in them let him take action in the way he wanted. Here is a man living life on his terms with no trace of pandering to others' whims.
We walked the city over coffee as Krauser took the pulpit and rattled off more game talk. Daygame Mastery really is a window into his world as I would see from the sets he did and the texts he fired off. I could see that every word in that book came from hands-on experience, with the only "theory" coming from the funny names for concepts.
We started talking about the new Sigma Wolf book, Primal Seduction, and IOIs. Nick mentioned how his time in Croatia was spent grinding it out with no IOIs. Suddenly in Prague the IOIs were coming his way. One second we're chatting and the next he's approaching a Slovak who looked at him ever so slightly. This would happen recurringly. I could see the conviction put in with every approach, all from an almost indiscernable look.
One big thing I took away was calibrating every approach. There are subtle dynamics for slow walkers, fast walkers, stationary girls, cold girls, warm girls, mixed in with the state of mind you have at the moment. I saw all these subtle things coming together in a few seconds time, and the proof is in the pudding. The girls who flashed IOIs got into 10 minute long conversations, sometimes with Nick disappearing into idates as I opened my own sets.
Inbetween sets, I'd pick Krauser's brain on aspects of the game that would bug me. Inner game is always an interesting topic. While getting laid is fun in and of itself, Nick does not see it as a source of happiness. It's not quite an ego thing either as I remember him saying "I don't care about the notches. Banging 20 more girls will not change me as a man".
On the one hand it's hard to believe that a guy wouldn't get excited about banging 20 girls, but on the other I could see it in his behavior that he genuinely didn't care. We're literally just walking and brashly talking pickup as opportunity after opportunity presents itself. Life turned into one big game.
Daygame has a technical aspect to it, but the hardest part is channeling your personality in a flowing manner. I'd meditate on my sets and notice which ones were poorly executed while others were more electric. Watching Nick do his thing was like watching a jazz musician play. Music has certain fundamentals that, once mastered, lets you play with the structure in an infinite way.
The only way I can see myself reaching a quarter of his level is to keep practicing while being mindful of the moment. There are technical parts but being present while being subconsciously aware of all that stuff is where the mastery comes in. It all felt like a walking contradiction, a blending of the emotional and logical. It wasn't schizophrenia but more like a koan.
There was nothing "PUA" about what Nick was doing. Everything felt seamless, even when he cut short our conversation to run after a girl. (I became the unwitting beanie guard at the coffee shop).
Nick's friend was also present and we joked at how Nick was sucking all the vibe out of us while approaching the hottest girls around. I could see he wasn't doing it to show off, but just for himself when there was opportunity. While he was supposed to only pass through Prague, he ended up recording some juicy sets for future products.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself at his reverse daygame weasels.
"The number farm is officially over"
"I'm not going to approach today"
"I wasn't expecting all these IOIs"
"I think I'll stay a few days more to follow up on these leads"
"This wasn't expected"
"That was an IOI * dashes off, leaving hat and coffee on table for babysitting*"
For all the technical aspects of daygame, Nick was definitely on fire those few days. He told us this is quite unusual for him. We couldn't tell if it was his fashion, the contrast to Croatia, or bantering with wings but Prague definitely opened up for him, he was milking his state while he could.
On the third day we had developed a groove of master and apprentice knocking back flat whites when a little bubbly girl walked past. The IOI she dropped took Krauser out of his element, "JEEEZUS!" he shouted as if a meteor just crashed next to us. "Was that for you or me?" I shrugged, "Go for it!"
As we would later find out, he found a horny, ultra compliant yes-girl. He went off on an i-date while I chatted up a Ukrainian girl outside. After getting her info, I see Nick a few steps down nodding, "Good work. That girl back there is definitely on, she suggested the date for tomorrow."
I felt like we were a special ops team. Thousands of tourists taking the same overdone pictures while we played daygame in the crowd. As the evening drew to a close, we were getting ready to turn the game off when another IOI flew onto Krauser's radar. I chuckled and broke off to do my own thing for the night.
There were several points that stuck with me in regards to inner game and game in general as was talked about in a grungy dive bar over some beers:
The guys who get in the game and get good are not normal. there's something that drives them, a neurosis, ego, mental dis-ease, complex or whatever. It's not necessarily a 'bad' thing, but it's indicative of what it takes to reach the heights.
There's a distinction between getting laid and using game to get laid. Guys can get laid by leveraging their fame, looks, wealth, status, or online spamming. That's all well and good but Krauser's very rigid in his idea of what constitutes getting laid with game.
The Sigma Wolf maxim, 'younger, hotter, tighter' is a good heuristic to go by. Daygame specifically is based on charisma channeled in the moment by exuding your personality with an optimal look. If you're a good looking guy, say an 8, and you're regularly banging 6-7s, you're not really using game, but leveraging your looks.
There's little tricks to move the interaction along, but ultimatley the game is about you, and you get what you put in. Daygame can be brutal because you're exposed in broad daylight. There's no pretense for why the girl should talk to you, it's up to you to open her, not just by approaching but by creating an emotional connection out of nothing. The game is played when you go after girls above your range in looks, below your age, and through artfully handling those maybe girls who aren't too sure about you.
We got into a talk about R and K selected girls and Krauser had put it best in one of his tweets: "Some players fuck habitual sluts. Some players fuck normal girls on their occasional indiscretion. It's not the same game."
The girls I saw Krauser hook in Prague were what we may call "good girls": low notch counts, studious, feminine EE girls. One was perfect timing, literally getting off the phone with her then-to-be ex-boyfriend as Nick approached. Nevertheless he got them all on the force of his personality, and it didn't take 5 dates either.
I asked Nick about stoicism and being unemotional as that's always bugged me in regards to inner game. He explained that while a cornerstone of game is emotional mastery, you will still feel highs and lows, it doesn't matter if you're a newbie or a veteran. Opening has an emotional cost. Rejection has a sting. An SDL has a euphoric feeling. And regardless of this emotional roller coaster, it does not matter. There's no inherent meaning or grand purpose to any of this. It's just a game. But make no mistake, you will feel the highs and lows. The minute you stop feeling means you're out of the moment. If you're not feeling both the flak and the bliss and everything in between, then you're not in the game. Sure the intensity will differ depending on individual variables, but it boils down to feeling. The mastery comes where you can make a decision in spite of the emotions. I found it to be a subtle but notable distinction.
On my last night in Prague, a bunch of us were having some beers. BodiPUA joined us and our 4 man group reveled as the chaos of nightlife encircled us. Nick said flat out, "I'm not any good at night game. These guys can clown around for her attention, I'll just approach her tomorrow without the distraction." Funny enough, the more we didn't care and bantered within our group, oblivious to the noise, the more the girls came near us. In effect, we became the "HB10s" in that environment. Then the hour got late, the thirsty hordes couldn't take it and went full on dancing monkey, trying to salsa spin girls to rock music and all. It was quite a show and reminded us why daygame came about.
The whole time Krauser waxed and weaved lyrical about life I didn't get the impression he was preaching, merely pointing out how things are working. If I were still bubbled up in the blue pill I'd think him a madman, but after seeing how the world operates with my own eyes, I merely felt the truth vindicated from a higher level. And to think, all I was going to do was walk down the street and approach some girls.