1. Mick Foley did a hell of a lot more than take a beating and hit the same two moves in every match. He used a very diverse move set built around who he was fighting and was a legend on the mic (Something Roman has zero chance of ever being)
Cool. But he's most known for getting beaten up and putting a sock on his hand.
2. Any guy on roster can go out there and take a beating and barely get any offense in, so what he deserves for doing something anyone else could have, is a job. Not respect.
So you're saying that no pro wrestlers deserve our respect for getting beaten up because what they're doing is just their job.
Wow, it's like you were created in some lab to be the most perfect IWC stereotype ever.
3. I can disagree with someone without throwing insults. I don't believe that everyone has to agree with me.
I'm not throwing insults. I'm stating my opinion that anyone who disrespects Roman Reigns is an asshole. And it shouldn't even be considered an opinion. It should be just accepted as fact that if you disrespect anyone who's done absolutely nothing wrong, then you are a flaming sack of shit. That's, like, being a decent human being 101.
You started off your thread insulting anyone who disagreed with you, so defend your position how was this different than any of the countless matches Roman had with Big Show.
ACT 1:
Still high on his own confidence, Roman Reigns walks into Wrestlemania. Unintimidated, unabashed, and ready to take some damage to get the win. He won the Rumble. He's dominated WWE in Lesnar's absence. He comes from one of the greatest families in all of professional wrestling. People boo him, but it doesn't matter. Surely he's the one to defeat Brock Lesnar. It's his
destiny.
And yet, as he watches Brock Lesnar come down the ramp, he can't help but feel a twinge of doubt. A twinge of fear. This guy is a badass. This guy ended the Undertaker's undefeated streak. And all at once, it hits Reigns. This is the main event of Wrestlemania against a vicious beast.
DING DING DING. The bell rings. It's on. Out of a strange combination of fear, nerves and hubris, Reigns goes on the attack. And it lasts all of ten seconds. Lesnar beats Reigns away, and delivers an F-5. Just like that, all the confidence is knocked out of Reigns.
ACT 2:
The F-5 is hit. Reigns is stunned and hurt. How could he have let that happen? Surely he's better than that. Goddamn it, he's an Anoa'i! He's beaten everyone in his path so far without breaking a sweat!
But that doesn't matter. No amount of genetics or preparation make you better than a beast. And Reigns begins to learn this as Brock Lesnar beats the piss out of him. Reigns actually begins to laugh at his own stupidity for ever thinking he could go toe to toe with Lesnar.
He takes Suplexes and punches and kicks. He starts bleeding. He loses a tooth. It's just a formality by this point. Reigns gets a couple of good shots in, but they don't matter. Undertaker, Cena and Punk all got some good shots, and they all still fell. Reigns is losing. Reigns has already lost. He lost the moment he stepped foot in the ring with Lesnar. He takes another couple of F-5's. Kicks out. Reigns has some balls, but it's just a question of when Lesnar chooses to end it at this point...
Lesnar then begins actually disrespecting Reigns. He takes off his gloves and gives him a slap. Reigns laughs some more, making Lesnar angry. The more Reigns resists his inevitable loss, the more punishment he has to take as a result. But he can't lay down and die. He can't let down his family.
And then, maybe out of instinct, Reigns pushes Lesnar into the ring post. Lesnar begins to bleed profusely.
The beast is hurt. Reigns goes on the attack. Superman punches. Spears. Lesnar isn't out by any means, but Reigns has hurt Lesnar. Maybe actually he can win this...
ACT 3:
Then Seth Rollins' music hits. He's sprinting down to the ring. Case in hand. He cashes in, and suddenly, it's a triple threat match. Then, after Reigns makes the mistake of interrupting an F-5, Rollins takes him out, and it's all over.
Rollins grabs the title and runs away. Reigns, who believed he could win because of his family's history, loses because of his own individual history. His former best friend has betrayed him one more time. And though he proved that Lesnar might just be human, Reigns is human, too. And his human mistakes cost him everything...
We fade to black as Seth Rollins stands at the top of the ramp, with HIS WWE championship in hand.
That's a fucking epic story.
Roman Reigns formula match
1. Show up
2. Get beat down
3. Superman punch and Spear
4. Wait for everyone to kiss his ass
Yup, Roman Reigns matches are formulaic. You know what else is formulaic? All of professional wrestling. All of storytelling. All of entertainment. Our lives, by their very nature, are formulaic.
But you're unnecessarily butthurt over Reigns' push because he's not
your favourite. And because of that, it's fine to insult Reigns, but if you believe someone is insulting you, you jump into defense mode.