The Bad 5
No Dogs, No Masters
I was gonna talk about how it’s probably a serious psychological issue where adult men keep referring to themselves as dogs with bones in yards paying vet bills. Until Roman came out and decided to finally accept “entitled” as his main character trait.
Breaking Vince Russo and Jim Cornette update HERE.
Being delusionally entitled can be a great heel tool, no doubt. You just have to be able to explain clearly why you think you’re entitled, and whether you’re right or not, you just have to believe it. If you’re Roman Reigns and have to keep it to short, yelly sentences and pouty faces, it doesn’t work.
Neither does the assumption that you’re involved with every “call out” on television.
Having Roman face The Undertaker at Wrestlemania feels too much like a last ditch effort to make Roman Reigns “a thing.” Because, you can Cenasplain it away all you want and say any reaction is a good reaction, but the fans kinda hate Roman because he’s handed spots that other wrestlers could knock out of the park, and he usually gets a ground rule double, at best.
That helps exactly no one. I’m a fan of parts of Reigns, like I’m a fan of the ears and hat and shoes of Mr Potatohead but not the actual plastic potato.
Roman also told the audience that the only, the ONLY, question he gets now is “What’s it gonna be like to be in the ring with The Undertaker?”, which is dumb because how would he know? And he answers with “They should ask HIM, because I’m bad at sentences” or something like that.
Really, dude? No one’s asked you, “When you were the ultra-cool muscle in the coolest faction ever did you ever think you’d be here today, hated by a vast majority of the fans?” No? I don’t believe it.