Copenhagen, October 2015
The lights are flashing everywhere. Blue, green, white. Pitch black. It’s very loud. We’re in what Max would later on call the “second half of the night.” You see people dancing, drinking, making out. Everybody is drunk. Except us, and maybe the staff.
I hold a $5,000 professional DSLR camera in my hand and try to focus on Max while he’s talking to a girl. I’m happy I have in-ear headphones because
they block out some of the loud music. I can also hear what Max is saying.
One student is very close and is observing and listening. The other two students are with Vini, who is explaining something to them. We are in the middle of a program called “The Bootcamp,” which is an intensive, three-day program where guys pay a lot of money to Max so he teaches them how to meet attractive women.
I still couldn't believe where I was. I was in some posh club in Copenhagen with one of the best dating coaches in the world. It was beyond exciting. It was thrilling, it was gangster, it was like being in a movie. Or better yet, it’s like being a NBA fan and then playing on Kobe’s team. Like passing him the ball so he can dunk it and stuff. Dude, it was seriously mind blowing.
I saw Max opening and flirting with these HOT girls that I would not have the balls to even talk to
back then. Literally, a lot of the girls in Copenhagen, and well, most of the Northern Europe, were so hot, I would get nervous by just looking at them. I needed to spend a lot of time around Max to eventually being able to come up to them and not say something completely stupid or awkward.
After a while, Max signals to me and Vini, and we find all the students and regroup in the outside smoking area, where it’s easier to talk.
“Jared, look, what the fuck have I been telling you all night? You need to be louder, man. There’s a million things that can distract a girl in the night club, and if she can't hear you, you can be sure as hell she won't be coming home with you after the night ends. Look, I know you think you’re yelling in your own head, but you’re not. You need to be louder, OK?”
That’s Max when he’s frustrated at the Bootcamp. It only happens when the students repeatedly won't
listen to what he says. Which is a shame. Because when I see students listening, they get results too. They get make outs, they pull. More importantly, they get the real-world experience of talking and interacting with girls. And sooner or later, they realize they don't suck as much as they thought they did.
“Alright guys, it’s 2am, we’ll do a bit of street game before I let you go for tonight. This is what we call the third half of the night. Yes, you heard me right. The third half of the night. This is where the energy is the highest. Imagine it like it’s a mini New Year’s Eve. There’s magic in the night, and everybody likes an awesome movie ending, right?
Guys have been buying the girls drinks, the girls have been dancing, and enjoying themselves. The girl doesn't just want to go get food and go home, she wants to go home with a cool guy. However, no cool guy was brave enough to pull the trigger and lead her.
But be careful, because generally, only drunk people and beggars talk to girls on the street at this time of the night. So you need to show them you’re not that. You need to show them you’re normal. Just ask her how her night was, the line doesn't matter.
Don't try to stop her, just walk with her. Also, walk a little in front of her, not behind. If you walk behind her it’s creepy and she will feel like you’re stalking her. NEVER, EVER, touch or grab her when on the street. Be nice, smile, and be super casual.
Just be cool and talk to her. Tell her how your night was, which club you went to. Be a little funny, take your time. When you guys connect for a bit, offer her to walk her home, or to a cab, like a gentleman. And then improvise from then, go for the number, or suggest a quick drink or a snack, you never know.”
I started to absorb that knowledge. Make no mistake, I had pretty decent game before that, but this was on another level. I quickly noticed that even though he was only 25 years old at the time, Max had a LOT of experience with women. On top of that, he was being completely genuine.
There were no scripted lines that he would teach the guys, he had what he called “Natural Game.” It would all be very simple. Eye contact, loud voice. Talking without filters, listening to the girl, not just trying to bust out a few scripted lines. Making a move when the time is right, taking everything lightly and not being too outcome-dependent. We could all clearly see this behavior in his game too. He seemed to always know what to do, what to say, where to move. He was paying attention to the environment, made sure the girl’s friends were happy, knew exactly how and when to touch her to spice up the interaction. He knew how to withdraw his attention if she was a player herself, and how to make her laugh when things started to get boring.
How to talk deeply and open up himself, so she would get in touch with his core.
In addition, maybe the most impressive thing I noticed was that when he talked to a girl, there was a sort of quiet intensity about him. I saw that on the first night we gamed together, and I saw it more and more. The intensity in the way he and the girl looked at each other. The eye contact that spoke without words, the communication beyond what words can say. Something I, for the most part, didn't have yet. I didn't know it then, but I got to know it later on. It was the silent life experience. The experience of sleeping with hundreds of beautiful women. The experience of dealing with life when it gives you a lot of shit. The experience of dealing with unknown situations daily, the experience of getting hurt, and the experience of having hundreds applaud you.
And women, well, they have an amazing intuition. This is the sort of experience that women will
sense in a guy very quickly. They will notice this about you when you talk to them, they will read it from your eyes.