The Mechanics Of A Hot Streak

My first significant streak happened in America. I ended up in a girl’s bed five consecutive times going out, with two of those ending up in vaginal sex. During the streak I was going out with two condoms, travel-size toothbrush, and contact lens case, and in the middle of it I considered buying a murse for my hygiene accessories.

My second big streak happened in Brazil at a certain club. Out of six consecutive times going there I kissed seven girls and banged three of them. Two of those girls were the hottest I’ve ever slept with. Then I went out a seventh time and well, let me start from the top…

The first two times I went to the club was in 2007. On my virgin visit I slept with an awesome girl, who I wrote about in A Dead Bat In Paraguay, and the second time was a meaningless make-out that didn’t make the book. I went back to the United States and two years later returned to Brazil.

The third time I went with two Mexican girls and an American guy who recognized me in the hostel we were staying at. One of the Mexican girls wanted me, but I passed because she looked like a very handsome boy. She got upset, cried, and left. I kissed an 18-year-old girl after and then another girl that who I leveraged into splitting a taxi ride home, saving five whole dollars.

The fourth time I went solo on New Years Day. I stayed there for four hours and got absolutely nowhere, paid my tab, and then on my way out met a half-Lebanese girl who spoke English. We went to another bar and she took me home, but we didn’t do the dirty until the second date.

The fifth time I went with my Danish roommate. We met two young girls and halfway through the seduction we did a switcheroo because the girl I was going for took to his somewhat hidden tattoos. That wasn’t a problem because her friend was more my type, but she was young and flakey and nothing happened besides making out.

The sixth time I went alone. My third approach was on a soap opera actress who didn’t speak English and had never been with a gringo before. I solved that little problem of hers a few hours later.

The seventh time I went alone again. I wanted to keep the streak alive until ten, only because it’s a nice round number. To prepare I first went to the mall to check out girls, approaching two to warm up. That night I ate, showered, and rolled up to the club at a good time looking fresh. The amount of pressure on me was high. I remembered how I couldn’t wait for the previous streak to end, but now I considered myself a professional—a game athlete, if you will. I must embrace the intensity and still perform. No excuses on how it was dead or how the girl’s weren’t good looking. I’d make it happen.

Guys, I spit the best game of my life that night. I wasn’t too eager, I wasn’t too passive, and had the right amount of energy. Every 15 minutes I did a solid approach from one of my two favorite spots in the club. The girls were biting and except for one case there was always a conversation where I was being touched and getting asked questions. But my head was swollen and half of the girl’s weren’t good enough. I kept thinking I could do better.

In other cases I kept running into pairs of girls. I couldn’t isolate any of them and things kept fading out. Nothing was clicking besides fun conversation, and a phone number wouldn’t be enough to preserve the streak. Girls I passed on earlier in the night were now making out with other guys. People were pairing up and I felt like the odd one out. I drank too much. At the same time, I had a booty call begging me to come over and service her. So after four hours I made the decision to end the streak and get laid instead.

I left the club and got in touch with my booty call. She denied me, saying it was too late.

I felt destroyed. Some of the anger was towards the booty call, but most of it was due to the broken streak. I should have hooked up with anything just to keep it going, in hindsight, because it was providing me with an incredible amount of confidence. So much confidence that not hooking up on one night put me into the depths of despair and pain. I was lost and confused. But within a week the itch returned and I was ready to go back to work.

Even though the end of my latest streak caused temporary hardship, I advise you to get a streak of your own going, for a few reasons:

1. It increases your confidence to stratospheric levels. It was like my muscle mass had tripled in size. The streak begins to define you, convincing you that you are the ultimate pimp.

2. You create a new normal. Gone are the days where you have “bad nights” or consecutive nights not getting anything. Gone are thinking that phone numbers means you scored. It becomes extremely weird and grievous if you don’t suck face, and you become more determined to stay out longer while doing more approaches. You learn what it takes to get consistent and the word luck escapes your vocabulary.

3. You ride momentum. This is a big part of successful game, where you hook up with many girls in a short period of time followed by a cooling-off period where not much happens. A streak has the momentum already built in, and I swear my cheeks blushed a rosier red during both of them. It’s like other girls knew I was in a streak and wanted to be a part of it. I fully recommend you hook up with a straggler to keep a streak going as long as possible.

I have one additional tip. When you’re in the middle of a streak and you’re starting to feel the pressure of keeping it alive, focus more on attempts than results. Go out and tell yourself, “Alright tonight I’m going to do ten solid approaches,” instead of, “Tonight I gotta get laid!” Focus on attempts and then when you get a promising prospect the close will be automatic.

Two weeks later I returned to the Brazilian club. It was mostly empty and there wasn’t even ten girls in the place. I order my Johnnie Walker Black with three ice cubes and waited in one of my spots, eventually doing my first approach. It hit, and within 20 minutes we’re kissing and talking about what to name our babies. I’ve never had to approach only one girl in a South American club before. I like to think it was due to experience from the streak.

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Lumiere
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ego is a monster you need to destroy

ZcXR
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Making out doesn’t count as a streak.

What are you, in middle school?

I bet you feel awesome when you get to hold hands.

The Rookie
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Maintaining that streak is a full-time job.

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haterz gotta hate. sad.

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One of the Mexican girls wanted me, but I passed because she looked like a very handsome boy.

lol

Willy Wonka
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“Good pussy is the worst thing you could ever lose” – Plies.

That’s how it feels when a streak ends. Leaves you wondering what the fuck happened, how did I not wind up with something tonight?

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Any experienced athlete will tell you, eventually any “hot streak” will end, so ride it as long as possible. And, on the other hand, sometimes we will experience “cold streaks” that are unexplainable.

The better athletes can maximize “hot” and minimize “cold”.

“convincing you that you are the ultimate pimp”

The word pimp really gets misused these days. A pimp is not someone who goes out trying to get laid. A pimp is someone who goes out trying to GET PAID.

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I made my buddy try one of your default openers at the club on Saturday night. He made out with a cute asian girl who was seated alone. Props.

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@ZcXR: he’s not in DC anymore..

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Yep, I remember the story about the Mexican chicks.

Good post, I kept returning back to the RS club and got mediocre results.

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The G Manifesto
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Giovonny,

“The word pimp really gets misused these days. A pimp is not someone who goes out trying to get laid. A pimp is someone who goes out trying to GET PAID.”

So true. Suburban water cooler culture has co-opted the term.

Still, you can learn some moves from the Pimp.

Veins of Ice: Lessons from The Pimp http://www.thegmanifesto.com/2007/06/veins-of-ice-lessons-from-pimp.html

– MPM

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2 ZcXR
“Making out doesn’t count as a streak.

What are you, in middle school?”

LOL, still not bad for a 30 y.o. skinny homo. Once a girl at the airport talked to him and he wrote 4 chapters on it :)))

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i was the gringo rolling with you on mexi-nite. Love your post, because I was in the midst of my hottest of hot streaks that night, and it continued through that entire trip. If I remember correctly, didnt you pull a hot ballerina dancer the next night?

when a good streak ends all you can do is scratch your head and wonder …. “is it supposed to hurt when i pee”?

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Streaks are good but I personally feel like they have lost their novelty. I wish they hadn’t…

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12 Anonymous

LOL….I just saw that.

I also noticed that he tries to rationalize any possible success with women to his oh so fantastic game, and any possible failure as a result of “flakiness” on the part of women or of his own choosiness.

Since he doesn’t appear to be stupid, that leaves a couple of possible interpretations:
1. He doesn’t want to get an office job in the USA, and if people believe his bs about game, maybe they will buy his book.
2. He has found a psychological mechanism to protect himself from the pain of rejection.

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One of my hot streaks I associate with a certain city, not a club. Whenever I used to go, I always hooked up – a few times ending in sex, a few times not (mostly because of bad logistics) but it kept going for 5-6 visits on end, in the span of 2-3 years. You are very right that the pressure builds up too high, after a few successes you feel you just have to perform, and when it (inevitably) ends it feels very disapointing. The magic is gone.

Vincent Ignatius
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You should put up some videos of your approaches. Based on the videos you have floating around, you have a powerful frame and I’m sure other men would like to see you in action…and not in the same way the Rookie did.

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17 Vincent Ignatius

“you have a powerful frame ”

1. you sound gay

2. really?….really?…LOL

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ZcXR and Anonymous do deep knee bends in pickle patches

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Met an old friend of mine recently who is a natural born killer when it comes to game.

Couldn’t believe the stories he told about the chicks he banged (both quality AND quantity). He is also very good looking and always neatly dressed.

Old Armchair picked his brain a bit about game skills and theory and he was completely spot on on just about everything. Check. Check. Check… Yet he has NEVER read a book or watched a video or talked to other PUAs or whatever. It’s just in his blood and experience.

One of his most hilarious openers has him walk behind the target chick(s) and say “Hey girl, you lost something!” Then gives her a piece of paper with his number on it while smiling like a king. Shit like that actually does work IF you have the chuzpah and personality to match.

Chicks just melt in his hands, no matter what he does.

Gonna wing with him. God bless the naturals.

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I saw Roosh blow a tranny in Argentina.

True story.

And he was sober.

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these haters are so lame. lol bunch of keyboard warriors sitting at home angry at the success of roosh.

hahah fags

good post roosh

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Not hating but this is the shit I detest reading…man Roosh or whatever your name is..your 30 dude, time to step shit up past this college bullshit rants you’ve been typing. Honest to gawd your best posts are your fucking rants about life, politics, materialism, and american women…but this shit just stagnates….Game is like ABs, if you don’t have them by 25 you ain’t neva gonna have em. If you ain’t figured out how to holler by 25 its over..go find your betty white and chill the fuck out with your mayo sandwiches and bungalow with a value of 300 grand at closing now recently appraised at 100 grand….

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Roosh: “I ended up in a girl’s bed five consecutive times going out, with two of those ending up in vaginal sex”

I have never heard a man specify sex as vaginal.

I am forced to conclude that the other times, the women handcuffed Roosh and viciously sodomized him while he masturbated.

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@24 – he may have gotten a blowjob the other times. or a hug.