MONDAY NIGHT REIGNS-O-METER #49: Tracking Roman Reigns’s ability to beat the odds and come out on top

Roman Reigns is one of the most divisive and talked about WWE performers in history. The company makes desperate play after desperate play to make him their number one star – with limited success. How do they do it? What do they do?

I’m Tom Colohue and this is the Monday Night Reigns-o-Meter.

Monday Night Reigns-o-Meter

As you might expect from a 25th anniversary show so jam-packed with talent that almost no storyline actually happened, last night’s Raw was not really focussed on Roman Reigns. The big final match that I was expecting to see never materialized. He didn’t come out at the top of the show to cut a promo. He didn’t beat up a legend. Hell, The Undertaker was so scared of Roman that WWE had to book an entirely different area just to keep them apart.

There was also an unfortunate late of The Miz being honest. And Alexa Bliss. And A.J. Styles. And Elias. And Brock Lesnar. And Braun Strowman. You know, the list goes on. As you might expect, this won’t be the longest Reigns-o-Meter.

Now, as most of my wonderful readers know (as well as the slightly dodgy ones, who am I to judge?) I am a big fan of my boy Roman, whilst also being a big fan of The Miz. Tonight, at The Barclays, it was tremendous clear who the favourite was.

Spoilers: It wasn’t Roman. Well, apart from the guy holding the “Sweat on me, Roman” sign. Something about that one makes me doubt it’s supposed to be ironic.

I’ve never had Roman sweat on me; I’d probably drown.

Anyway, for the entire duration of the entrance themes, Roman is booed and The Miz is cheered. After that it’s pretty much all positive for both men. This was a great crowd, to be fair.

At the close of the match, The Miz recaptures his Intercontinental Title. Surely by now it’s time to give him his own personalised one with his own face on the front.

Or a spinner, I mean, I’m not judging. Some guys are into having Roman sweat on them; stranger things have happened.

So Roman wasn’t involved in much this week, but neither was anybody else. Roman avoided the dreaded Undertaker rematch; unless that’s what Undertaker’s promo meant of course. Who knows? Roman avoided the dreaded moment in which The Rock raises his wrist, or Triple H raises his wrist.

Who’s left, maybe Stone Cold? Maybe he could come out and give Roman “The Rub.”

The sooner Roman gets his UV Title, the better. Fingers crossed next week my beautiful, sweaty monster is in six segments again.

Odds Counter
– The Miz
– Bo Dallas
– Curtis Axel

Did Roman Reigns beat the odds?
Nope, but I’m okay with it.

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