The long version
How a kid who hid in video games ended up coaching a thousand men.
- Age 12
My dad passed away.
He was my coach growing up. Every sport, every season. When he died I made a quiet promise that one day I would help people the way he helped me. Then I shut the world out.
- My teens
I disappeared into games.
Halo, World of Warcraft, Call of Duty. I was depressed and barely talked to anyone. I went through all of high school and college with zero success with women. Not a little. Zero. I was the introverted kid who let everyone else take the spotlight.
- Age 20
My first girlfriend left me on my birthday.
Something broke. Not in a dramatic way. In the quiet way where you finally stop lying to yourself about waiting for things to change on their own.
- The basement year
A full year of content. Zero real approaches.
I spent a year in my mom’s basement watching every course and every coach I could find. I knew all of it. I did none of it. I went from failed interaction to failed interaction, mostly in my own head.
- The turning point
I paid a coach more than $5,000.
That was the moment everything changed, because I finally understood the information was never the problem. Doing it alone was. With structure, feedback, and men around me doing the same work, things moved fast.
- 2019
I started coaching.
I started coaching men and putting my own approaches on camera. No lines. No gimmicks. A roadmap, real reps, and someone holding you to it.
- Today
More than a thousand men, ages 19 to 73.
Over a hundred of their transformations are on video. Close to two million people follow the work across YouTube, Instagram, and TikTok. I built the room I wish I had when I was the quiet kid replaying missed conversations at 2 AM.
