Game Dog Game, humility and who to trust, how far to trust him

A man should have Game. No, not talking about picking up bitches sort of game. Game Dog Game, an innate desire to cross the ring in order to destroy the other guy, ignoring pain, exhaustion, fear and injury. I promise you, if you have Game Dog kind of  Game picking up bitches ain’t going to be a problem. A dog with Game will do this for an hour if that’s what it takes.  Ultimately a man should have “Dead Game”; the desire to keep fighting and trying to kill/ win/ succeed despite being mortally wounded yourself.

Some Game Dogs are barnstormers, meaning they come out of the gate and quickly kill or incapacitate the other dog. They are bad ass, but do they have Game?  Are they ever really tested? This lack of being tested means you have no idea if they have Game or not but everyone loves barnstormers. There is something heroic and thrilling about barnstormers which draws the soul.

My dog Boy is a barnstormer.  When we pulled him out of a fighting kennel, Boy was already retired and in their breeding program, without much in the way of scaring. That is pretty good indication he ran through 3-5 other dogs quickly. My old neighbors thought their dogs were bad ass and they didn’t need to keep their mutts out of Boy’s yard. They rolled up into Boy’s yard while he was chilling in the warm sun. He killed those other dogs out right. It would take me more time to tell the story then it did for Boy to get his job done and the only doctoring he needed afterward was a bath and some hydrogen peroxide. That’s a barnstormer, and it’s bad ass to behold but has Boy’s Game ever really been tested?

My Lady Pit has Game. She is down for pretty much anything. She is happy to jump on the bike and ride, she is thrilled to be on the boat with me, she especially loves the truck and off roading. That’s a low level of Game but it’s there. She loves to hunt and will be hunting pigs with me before long. Thats another level of Gane. She is happy to see friendly people, she is quick as quick gets to stand between us and whatever/ who ever she doesn’t like. She dislikes the lawn mower and will attack it on sight. Funny as hell but a pain in the ass too. More Game. Took her to my buddy’s farm and she suddenly remembered her genetic purpose and went after his bull. The bull sent her flying and as soon as she stopped bouncing she was up and after the bull again. I said she has Game. Didn’t say she was smart but on a more serious note we have a 5 foot or so alligator that likes to hang out on our side of the river. Not big enough to be much of a threat to an adult but plenty big enough to eat her or harm a child. My Lady Pit hates that thing with a burning passion. She is always on the look out for the gator and chases it off when ever she sees it. That’s Game

My dog Girl has Dead Game. Shoot that bitch and she will still run your ass out of the house. That’s how she came to me. I trust my family’s safety to her. I send my Girls and sons on the road or leave them behind with no real concern about men harming them because Girl will not fail to act, even if all she does is buy them time with her life. That’s Dead Game.

See the difference? Some men are barnstormers, some few have Dead Game, a goodly number have Game to vary degreess and a bunch are just prey.

Never trust prey. Ever. They will get you killed, rat you out or fuck you over when the suck shows up. Lucky for us, it’s pretty damn easy to tell prey.

A man with Game can be trusted to whatever extent he has Game. Determining how much Game a man has is tricky bidness outside military life. I know the police and fire academies test for Game. Sports are a test of Game but doesn’t seem to me most boys and men are tested very often or particularly hard.

A man with Dead Game can be trusted. However he is human and will fuck up. Nice thing about men with Dead Game is when they break your trust it’s due to extrene circumstances, or a fuck up not a fuck over. One can be forgiven, the other should never be forgotten

A barnstormer? Who knows? Maybe he has been tested, maybe he hasn’t. I would watch barnstormers the closest.  It’s diffcult to see if men like this have Game because they tend to over come obstacles with ease. It’s natural to trust barnstormers, something about human nature draws us to them, human or k9 version. I suggest you show extra caution with trusting such men.

In all things be patient and wise until it’s time to act, then hit hard, fast and while the other guy ain’t looking.  Figuring out who to trust, how far to trust them and what to trust them with is no different. Slow your roll, wait, observe, weigh their actions.

 

Way back when I was a young Ranger, we had this fat kid in our fireteam. Fat Kid had Game. That fat fuck never once gave up. He probably came in last place on just about everything we were rated on but he always made the standard, no matter what it cost him. Fat Kid never fell out of a road march or run. Even when he broke 3 toes and had 8 clicks to walk.  Fat Kid had Dead Game and as much as we ragged on him for being a fat pain in the ass, the man never gave up and always kept his shit tight when things got bad. You could trust Fat Kid with your life and we did. He was a soild dude

Finding out who has Game is the function of pretty much every non occupation producing military school there is. And most sports worth the name test a man’s Game. Conventional military units are tested much less then SOCOM units but they are tested and there is the tier system within SOCOM. Pee-Wee wrestling tests a boys Game, the Olympic wrestlers are tested a lot harder. The higher up the tier system the harder the tests, the more Game the man has. In simple terms. It’s more complex then that but let’s keep it simple.

Men need to be tested to develop Game Dog Game. Really tested, not stayed after school and worked really hard on his homework when he was having trouble in caculs tested. We admire Dead Game above all else. Those 300 Spartans, Christ facing the cross instead of using His Devine powers to side step the horror of crucifixion, every ballsy mo for with a CMH. We as men respect men with that congressional medal but shake our heads in WTF at congressional  medals of freedom for faggy shit.

Testing men outside the military is a good deal more difficult. We here in the West live in an incredibly soft, civilized, pussy of a world. Typically civilian life is so soft I find it diffcult to related to men who haven’t served. The gulf between their world and reality is usually beyond my ability to bridge. I ain’t bullshitting when I say I trust my rifle, the Ranger next to me and my Pit Bull. They have all been tested again and again. It’s hard to know who to trust, to what degree and what topic to trust them during these soft times.

There are ways men test themselves here in the West. Sports is the easy example and the higher the risk of physical harm the better the test, though I am not sure how reliable a loyalty test it is if it’s an individual sport. There are all sorts of cool shit dudes can do to test themselves and build soild masculine bonds like 36 hours of Uwharrie. If it’s tough on the body, mind and spirit, with a realistic chance of injury and expectation of playing while hurt, it’s a legit test.

Life tests a lot of men. Some dudes get mountian high piles of shit dropped on them. Every man gets beat down, a man with Game gets back up.

Gangs get this notion of testing. To earn your way into a 1% crew you have to spend some time as a hang around where the patch holders get an idea of what kind of man you are. Then you are invited to prospect and if you meet their criteria, all patch holders will vote on your acceptance. 1 no vote and it’s a no. They do this for the obvious reasons like not wanting to patch in an informant, but they want to test you for more day to day shit too. Will you put the patch and club above all else? Do you run from a fight? Do you whine like a bitch on long rides through thunderstorms? Do you do dumb shit that creates problems?

A police and fire acedmey will tests recruits for Game. Everyone else wants to know less important shit like your GPA, which college you went to, credit score and the like

Gangs, the military,  cops and firefighters are all tested for Game. John the IT guy three cubicles over? Probably not so much

I don’t trust men without Game, but even men with Game will fail.

No matter how Game a man is, he can be broken. I remember going to SERE school and the men who thought they couldn’t be broken. We all broke. Not typically through pain or via physical misery but through clever manipulation during a weakened state but none the less, there you are, on video admitting to all sorts of shit it would be physically impossible for you to do. Men have limits on what they can and should endure in everyday life as well. All of this applies to less extreme things then water boarding and being shoved into a 55 gallon drum full of water for 12 hours. Water boarding works in minutes but we all face a more mundane grind every day, some more extreme then others, and we all have our limits. Different limits on different sucks per man

This isn’t a call to trust no one. That’s an empty life but be careful who you trust, why you trust them, how far you trust them and what you trust them with. You may trust one friend to never turn his back on you when things are bad but never want to follow his buiness advice or even confide in him if he is a blabber mouth. Be aware all men have limits, myself/ ourselves included. I’ve been broken. I would rather go back into that 55 gallon drum of water then still be married. Trust tested men, men who have been through some shit and who came out the other end wiser and harder then before but. Keep your own counsel, keep your cards close and realize we don’t live in a movie. We live here in the real world where good men will let you down, sometimes deliberately but often enough through casual negelince and ignorance and on rare occasions due to extrene circumstances.

I think this recognition of our limits and the limits of others is the heart and soul of real world humility. Biblical humility. It’s healthy and natural vs the your a worthless worm version of humility that is preached today. A lot of men carry heavy burdens that would break some other man, while that some other man carries a burden that would break others. It’s the way of things.

This trust issue is another reason I lean toward a heavy dose of Stoicism. We can only control how we react to life not the world around us. By all means embrace deep masculine friendships. Go out and do ballys shit as part of a team but have realistic expectations about yourself and then men around you.

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7 thoughts on “Game Dog Game, humility and who to trust, how far to trust him

  1. Big-Al

    Great read. I can personally relate to these people in my life. I’ve distanced myself from anyone I can’t trust or can’t count on 100%.

    I’m blessed and fortunate to have one friend I can truly count on, and one duck dog who means the world to me

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      1. Big-Al

        Good dude. It’s crazy how the older I get, the more I realize how few people I can count on!

  2. EhIntellect

    “I remember going to SERE school and the men who thought they couldn’t be broken.”

    Thanks for the memories! Yeah, I signed the 70 year non-disclosure contract…but fuck it.

    Early 90’s, I’d always volunteer for SERE detail. You know, OpFor, chasing the SERE participants during the day, occasional nighttime roadway ambush. I had my post license too…that means I drove the SF medic everywhere…back to McCall…into town for Mexican lunch…wherever he wanted. Better than policing pine-cones on post, IMO.

    Lessons in humility: I. camp guard, transferring blindfolded troop to interrogation room. Swinging him back to wall…interrogator takes him away…interrogator immediately back in my face for swinging the troop too quickly, perhaps endangering him. Lord, was I ashamed. Between you and me, pinky swear, from then on I treated all the participants like my brothers. I couldn’t bear the thought of unintentionally hurting. After that, I dropped the cornball VC accent we were ordered to adopt, just wanted to see everyone finish. The slapping, mental torture, triangulation, pitting troop welfare against another…that wasn’t my job, I left that to others.

    Yeah, it went against camp guard SOP…but.fuck it.

    Oh yeah, after the final departure ceremony, where all the SERE staff salute the participants, a Brit NCO blows up at me for my shitty salute. A bloody good lashing, what! Apparently I saluted more RAF than US ARMY. Lesson learned.

    GBA.

    P.S.: At SERE I did learn this too: Never, ever eat wild mushrooms. The organophosphate poisoning risk is too high for essentially zero calories. Don’t know why I remember that. Struck me as important.

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