Reyaj
Master Don Juan
I can't see Oscar winning this one....
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Yeah, guys like Ray Robinson used to do it all the time also. Its just a fact of boxing.6-heads lewis said:btw Clooney I dont consider you an Oscarsexual![]()
I can understand the logic of the bigger name making more demands, but it seems tainted to me. This is a fight, let's see who's the better man under equal conditions.
Reminds of me Ray Leonard vs Hagler, I believe the ring was unusually large, the gloves were 10oz instead of 8, and it had 12 rounds instead of 15. Ray Leonard was show-boating and being flashy the whole fight, with tremendous crowd support, while Hagler just flatly plodded along and banged him to the body. Nothing ever hurt or stunned Hagler, Ray's combos were pitty-pat and designed to steal rounds.
That decision wasn't concrete in most people's eyes (I've only seen it once, and had Leonard winning close), I don't want this fight to be tained the way that one was.
I think Oscar is past his prime, he's never really been a pressure fighter. The blueprint to beat Mayweatehr has been made - it was Castillo in the first fight. Keep moving forward with your hands up, cut the ring, throw 5 or 6 punches in a row and you might land the last 2. Oscar has never been that kind of fighter, I can't see him beating Floyd in a contest of counter-punching. Beating Floyd is about stamina, consistency, and a tough chin, I think Oscar will be too focused on size and strength going into the fight.
I dont think Mayweather is nearly as fast as Mosley, the Mosley back then was lightening. Watch how much faster Zab looks against Mayweather, thats how fast Mosley used to be. Its more Mayweathers accuracy, and timing that allows him to hit you on the button, not his speed.Jayer said:yes but Oscar in his prime couldn't beat Shane Mosley's. Mayweather is even faster than Shane and perhaps a better overall boxer?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Sure is.Jayer said:Next weekend is big day.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Just a few comments on some of these points:Jayer said:I can't agree with anyone that thinks Mosley or Zab is faster than him.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.