these info funnels are printing right now
i put together a breakdown of every funnel you'd ever need to sell a low ticket offer
- the $27 sales page for cold traffic
- the two order bump checkout that pays back your ad spend same day
- the thank you page that books a call while the buyer is still buzzing
- the 7 email sequence that ascends a $27 buyer into a $5,000 programme
- the affiliate back end you bolt on once the front is liquidating
each one is doing a specific job, and most people are missing three of the five and wondering why the ads don't profit
like, rt + reply "FUNNELS" and i'll send the whole breakdown (must follow so i can dm)
Ayrton Senna en el Gran Premio de Mónaco 1990…
A diferencia de las levas actuales detrás del volante, el McLaren MP4/5B de Senna tenía una caja manual de 6 velocidades en forma de H.
Para cambiar de marcha unas 3,600 veces por carrera, Senna debía soltar constantemente el volante con la mano derecha.
Controlaba un indomable motor V10 a más de 250 km/h por calles estrechas con una sola mano.
El auto no contaba con dirección asistida ni suspensión activa. Toda la tracción y corrección en los saltos de Montecarlo dependían puramente de su sensibilidad y fuerza muscular.
Este video debería tener millones de RT: Cayetana destruyó en solo 2 minutos el verso del lenguaje inclusivo y el populismo. Subí el volumen y dale like hasta que exploten las redes. 🔥👏🏻
Lo de Jorge Valdano 👇����
“Sepan de todo, porque el que sabe de todo va a tener el poder de explicar el fútbol de una manera seductora. Lógicamente, hay caminos más cortos, maneras espectaculares de ser periodista en programas como ‘El Chiringuito’, pero hay otro camino, que es el de ilustrarse, el de aprender, el de saber de todo para saber más de fútbol, que es aquello en donde a mí me plantaron y en donde yo germiné. En el fútbol cabe absolutamente todo: las emociones, las razones, la economía, la cultura popular. Pues es un mundo absolutamente infinito”
Vamos, @RafaelNadal!
As you get ready to graduate from tennis, I’ve got a few things to share before I maybe get emotional.
Let’s start with the obvious: you beat me—a lot. More than I managed to beat you. You challenged me in ways no one else could. On clay, it felt like I was stepping into your backyard, and you made me work harder than I ever thought I could just to hold my ground. You made me reimagine my game—even going so far as to change the size of my racquet head, hoping for any edge.
I’m not a very superstitious person, but you took it to the next level. Your whole process. All those rituals. Assembling your water bottles like toy soldiers in formation, fixing your hair, adjusting your underwear... All of it with the highest intensity. Secretly, I kind of loved the whole thing. Because it was so unique—it was so you.
And you know what, Rafa, you made me enjoy the game even more.
OK, maybe not at first. After the 2004 Australian Open, I achieved the #1 ranking for the first time. I thought I was on top of the world. And I was—until two months later, when you walked on the court in Miami in your red sleeveless shirt, showing off those biceps, and you beat me convincingly. All that buzz I’d been hearing about you—about this amazing young player from Mallorca, a generational talent, probably going to win a major someday—it wasn’t just hype.
We were both at the start of our journey and it’s one we ended up taking together. Twenty years later, Rafa, I have to say: What an incredible run you’ve had. Including 14 French Opens—historic! You made Spain proud... you made the whole tennis world proud.
I keep thinking about the memories we’ve shared. Promoting the sport together. Playing that match on half-grass, half-clay. Breaking the all-time attendance record by playing in front of more than 50,000 fans in Cape Town, South Africa. Always cracking each other up. Wearing each other out on the court and then, sometimes, almost literally having to hold each other up during trophy ceremonies.
I’m still grateful you invited me to Mallorca to help launch the Rafa Nadal Academy in 2016. Actually, I kind of invited myself. I knew you were too polite to insist on me being there, but I didn’t want to miss it. You have always been a role model for kids around the world, and Mirka and I are so glad that our children have all trained at your academies. They had a blast and learned so much—like thousands of other young players. Although I always worried my kids would come home playing tennis as lefties.
And then there was London—the Laver Cup in 2022. My final match. It meant everything to me that you were there by my side—not as my rival but as my doubles partner. Sharing the court with you that night, and sharing those tears, will forever be one of the most special moments of my career.
Rafa, I know you’re focused on the last stretch of your epic career. We will talk when it’s done. For now, I just want to congratulate your family and team, who all played a massive role in your success. And I want you to know that your old friend is always cheering for you, and will be cheering just as loud for everything you do next.
Rafa that!
Best always, your fan,
Roger