Be a Good Wingman (and Everyone Gets Laid)
Tuesday, October 26th, 2010You’ve just met your dream girl. When suddenly the gravity shifts in the club. ka doom… ka DOOM… KA DOOM… approaching, squeezed into heels and a tiny dress like 180lbs of used bubblegum wrapped in sausage casing and balanced on a pair of toothpicks…
The LAND MONSTER.
Your eyes dart across the room… and no wingman in sight. You’re keeping it going with your angel… But a cocktail-dress-wearing asteroid eclipses over her shoulder… and the fate of your pick-up is imminent – EXTINCTION.
Where’s Bruce Willis when you need him?
Going out there and approaching women in the club gets brutal sometimes.. You can face rejection, social pressure, and awkwardness… and so can your buddies. Whether some girl spills a drink on them, starts a fight, or drunkenly steals your friend’s hat and stuffs it into her purse (true story), anything can mess up their night. Here’s how you can get your wingmen back in the game.
But first, I gotta clear up one misconception.
“Let those candy-asses sack up and take care of themselves. I’m out to get laid, not babysit grown men.”
If you’ve got this every-man-for-himself attitude,
A) you’re a dick,
B) When the chips are down, you’ll be on your own. Good luck.
Why rally the troops?
The nightlife is chaos and you never know when you’re gonna need backup. I’ve encountered countless situations where my buddy swooped in and saved the day. And if your buddy’s having an off night, at critical moments he won’t be able to maintain cover fire long before your squad gets overwhelmed.
Also remember that no man is invincible; you will have off nights. If you help your boys when they’re down, they’ll bring YOU back in the game next time you’re out of commission.
What NOT to do
Don’t get analytical and try to solve their sour mood directly. It’ll just reinforce the bad mood. This isn’t the time to get analytical about game either. Talking shop is fun, but at a club it’s counter-productive. Save that for home.
How to boost your squadron’s morale
You gotta build morale in your personal army. I’ve gone ahead and provided some of my personal favorite methods of motivating your friends to help you get girls, along with the Wingman Morale rating.
Singing
Sing the chorus of a popular song that your friends know and encourage them to join in. It doesn’t matter if you’re a good or bad singer, as long as you belt out those notes and belt ‘em like you just don’t care. Examples include Day-Oh, American Pie, Louie Louie, etc. A good time to do this is when you’re traveling between bars (Not man enough to sing? Try freestyling and have your friends beatbox. And if your crew gets a record deal, I’m cool with 10%).
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Be goofy on the dance floor
If your friends see you dancing ridiculously, they might loosen up. A good example of this: the Patented Eli Butt-Bump
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Get your boys’ back
Braddock wrote about a fun way to assist your wings. Watch your buddy go chat up a girl, and if she rejects him, just boo her!
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Monkey see, monkey screw
Step out of your group and just open up some girls in front of your friends. If the guys see you do this a few times, they might get motivated to follow suit. If they don’t…
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Call in backup
…tell the girls “hey you should meet my friend, he’s pretty cool” and just bring your buddy into the conversation. Your friend doesn’t have to be a conversational master here; simple chit-chat will suffice.
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Start Early
If your wings suffer from a chronic lack of mojo every time you go out, maybe you’re starting the night too late. Everyone needs time to warm up. Go hang out at a dive bar or something before going to the club. Everyone’s results will improve. I guarantee it.
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“An army is a team”
Armed with these morale-boosting tips your team will be unstoppable. I’ll close this out with one of my favorite quotes from the cinematic manliness epic, Patton:
“An army is a team. They live, sleep, eat, fight as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. Those bilious bastards that wrote about individuality in the Saturday Evening Post don’t know anything more about real fighting than they do about fornicating!”


























