Well you guys. I cannot begin to tell you what it feels like to be back in the game after having a LTR for 1 year and 3 months with a true 10.

About the LTR I would like to make the following remark. I read about a lot of guys on the forum that after they learn some game and the run in their first true 10, they forget about the whole game and feel so lucky and happy. Well that happened to me, but no regrets, it was great and it really proved i have great potential and it made me a better man. Great men have great GF's right?

Now, let's get to my first field report. My outer game off course was extremely rusty, so I made a cheat sheet to make sure I didn’t make any mistakes. I hooked up with some new wingmen and I warmed up my good old Wingman Sir Psyhco Sexy to go sargin on Friday.

Around 11 we met up with the three of us in a club. Sir Psycho Sexy was with this really hot tall HB that he is dating. And I met my first new sarger Policyfriend shortly after. It turned out that he had a lot to learn, so we sat down just the two of us and I gave him a copy of my cheat sheet. I quickly took him through a few things and we started sarging. The goal was merely to approach, I completely let go of the outcome. firstly because I just broke up and seriously do not want some chick in my bed and thus in my head right now and secondly because I needed to warm my skills up and my wing was new to the game.

1st approach

I approached a two set, that turned out to be a 4 set.
Bucc: “hi I need a female opinion on something, can I ask you …
HB 7: no! Walks away and leaves the set
Great start, but I was in a great mood, so in a blink of an eye I turn and face another girl in the set. She quickly turns and puts her back in my face to show me to get lost, but I didn’t give up. I moved in between her and the target in the set and ask if I can ask the question. I didn’t get angry, I just kept smiling and friendly, but started ignoring her.

Now this was seriously complicated. The girl that exited the set and the girl that blocked me were native, but the target and her friend were two cute tourist from Germany. I started using my “my friend told me to use wax” opener, and half way I discovered the difference in nationality. I kind of took it from there with the german girls fluffing, and blocking the girl that tried to block me with my shoulder. After that my wing Policyfriend could join in, we had some brief conversation and we excused ourselves.

We analyzed and evaluated the approach, it would have been crash and burn if I wasn’t in such a good mindframe. So it was OK.

Second approach.

Policyfriend and I got into his AA. A big thing we all struggle with daily I guess. But I demonstrated its just about being social so started talking to a Belgian couple sitting next to me. I’d swear that woman was fantasizing about me in her hotelbed haha.

Third approach

I was at the bar and a lady bumped into me. I smiled at her and we started talking. She said she was from London. Instead of saying something nice and funny like the ladies are so classy there, I started complaining about the bars closing early. So I blew it in a few seconds, but that’s just about warming up I guess.

Fourth approach

Now it was Policyfriends turn. I told him we would be taking turns from now on, so If wanted to see me perform and learn he had to step over his fears and approach. I think this is a good way of encouraging each other to approach.

Policyfriend had some trouble at first, even making a courageous attempt at a seated set and then cancelling, but he came through anyway. He approached a seated set sitting next to us, but he was blocked out with some extremely heavy body language.

Ofcourse the HB saw him coming from miles away. But the important thing was that instead of doing nothing he made an approach. I mean: I had nights out sarging where I just walked around and lurked like tool and didn’t do a single approach. So this was a good start. You have to condition your mind for rejection and stop giving a damn.

Fifth approach.

My turn again, we decided to swap venues, so we could meet up with Sir Psycho Sexy again. We stopped on the square where PolicyFriend smoked a cigarette. We talked about AA and a lot about inner game. During the talking there was this cute 5 set passing us by, one of the girls had a cigarette in her hand and she was looking around for someone to ask for a light. She didn’t seem to notice us, because we were deep in conversation.

Buccaneer: hey, you need a light?!
HB 7: ah, yes! Thank you
Policyfriend gave her a light and I noticed the girl was foreign.
Buccaneer: where are you from?
HB 7: From Spain, but we live in Amsterdam to study.
Buccaneer: oh nice. yo hablando espanyol un poquito...
HB 7: wow, did you live in Spain or something, where are you from?
Buccaneer: haha. No, I’m right here from Amsterdam. But my ex GF is a Latina Lady from South America…
HB7: oh wow! I am HB 7! She sticks out her hind smiling broadly introducing herself…
At this very moment the set was waiting already to strike… about 15 metres away… I should have seen it coming…”HB 7 come on!”, a girl was shouting as if she was her drill sergeant. Total Cockblock. Damnet, my opening game was sharp today because I’m feeling good and social, but I need practice.

Policyfriend and I analyzed a little more and we were on our way to the next venue.
Of course it was Policyfriends turn again and I wasn’t going to give him a break. Helping him out would only make him weaker. He has to overcome his fears. We talked a lot about it and it was good for the both of us to get to know the problem better. The venue’s energy was dying though, so we diced to split and head for home.

We talked some more about inner game and approaching and I approached a set passing by, just being social and not giving a damn about getting rejected. We ended up walking to my car and I gave policyfriend a ride to the station. I was in my bed at 5AM.
The next day…

I got up at 11:00 AM a bit tired, but feeling fit. I was on this self-designed food and sportcontrol program all week and it made me feel like a million Euro’s.
Around 8:15 I was at a party at my friend’s house. My group of friends was there and his GF had a bunch of girls sitting in the corner of the room, almost impossible to approach. I even got called back by one of my jealous AFC friends because I approached and he was afraid I was ruining some opportunities for a drunk friend of mine whom already was sarging the set.

But I had an ace up my sleeve… two aces actually… I don’t drink, and I drive a car. This usually means I have to do some taxi-work. As it happened the girls wanted to go partying in town and the GF of my friend asked me if I could drive them. I was still in my “I don’t want a chick in my bed mood”, so I was calm of introducing myself to the five girls and taking them in my car.

Now my car is pretty small actually, so getting five girls in is pretty difficult. One of them was by far the smalles so I called her “little thomthumb” like I already knew her for years and asked if she could sit on one of her friends laps.

We crammed in to the car and considering the fact that I am almost 7 feet tall…
Buccaneer: yeah, I bought this car when I was 12 years old, but I kind of grew out of it I guess

Girls: haha, laughging simultaneously. It’s like opium to me.
I stayed calm during the 5 minute drive, we were just fluffing a little. I was actually a bit tired and was not up for much game. But this set a good frame though.
I don’t know who said it, but when I stopped and we prepared to unboard my way to small care one of the girls in the back said:
HB: Okay, so what do you get from me? (implying that she was greatful and offered a drink or something in return for the ride.
Buccaneer: oh well, let’s discuss that at the end of the night. (implying that I expect a sexual favour). Now this was some pretty awesome C&F remark that I am really creative with for some reason. It just came out. The girls were laughin loudly in unison and I could feel their energylevels rising.

After that I just stood there calmly and smiled. Damn I was tired. One of the girls a HB blonde started talking to me:
HB blonde: well you must be excited bringin in five women to bar like this…
Buccaneer: actually I’m kinda used to that.
HB blonde: haha, really?
Buccaneer: yeah, probably people are going to be disappointed, because I’m kind of short stocked on blondes. (the other 4 were brunettes). People always want blondes.

We walked on together and I just focused on having a good night. I casually talked to all the girls and really had to fight to be an interesting guy. I was deadtired.
We shifted to another venue. Inside me I was smiling. I was doing some hardcore MM tactics, but was just trying to have a good night. I was tired, but started talking and kinoinig to HB blonde. I decide she was the target for the night.

I kind of started kinoing. My mind was kind of absent. I definitely was not used to sargin out late anymore. I was soooo tired. But during the kinoing I felt weird. Like I really love the touch of a woman. Man I noticed what a strange sensation it was. I loved it.
Off course I blew it. The more I focused on the target, and the heavier we started kinoing, the more the cockblocking starting coming from all 4 directions. Some girls wanted to go home, they were tired too. After a few minutes we all left and I escorted the girls to the parking, where they took a cab. Some of the girls wanted to stay, they said, including the HBblonde, which I took as an IOI.

They just wanted to leave, but I had one last C&F “must do” off course, I spread out my hands in disbelief saying:
Buccaneer: what?! You guys are just going to leave me empty handed? < I pointed at my cheeks, but didn’t move.>
In following order of proximity they kissed me on the cheeks and our ways separated. I reminded myself in the car to reinstate my FB account. After that I came home, crashed in my bed, thought for a millisecond about the sweet sensation of first kino and slept like a stone.

I really felt like sharing this weekend’s events with you guys out there. I felt a bit like a natural this weekend, because I’ve been out of theory and practice for more than a year. But the C&F thing really gets it going for me and can make a night AT THE LEAST a socially memorable one anyway. Being a cool guy was unique enough for me.

Also I want to give my respect for Policyfriend for getting out there and crashing to get rid of his AA. WE had a good night of sarging, and we saw some pretty heavy bitch shields haha.

Thanks, love and respect for your support.

To all you sargers out there: goodnight and till next weekend!

Buccaneer

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I could not tread these perilous paths in safety, if I did not keep a saving sense of humor. -Admiral Horatio Nelson