The funniest part about all of this is that the WWE knew. There's no way they didn't know. I have been watching wrestling sporadically for a year after not watching since 1999, and I knew this was going to happen so clearly the people paid to do this knew.
They knew it was going to be in Philly and they saw Reigns already getting mixed or mild reactions in other cities. So they said "What's the best we can do to minimize this?"
Well, first you have to get rid of Daniel Bryan early. Real early. Embarrassingly early. Check.
Just to be sure, no fan favorites in the final four. Scratch that, get the three people crowds hate most. Our one true heel in the match and the two old guys that people probably never cared for in the first place but they've been around so long it would be rude to not call them legends. In fact, let's take these midcarders from two decades ago, and let's have them clumsily throw out everybody the crowd might possibly want to see win.
Somebody still realized this wasn't enough. Somebody had the foresight to say "Listen, no, we need to do literally everything we can to get them to cheer Roman Reigns. If this doesn't work, nothing will" and they called the Rock, and they found out nothing would work. They pulled out all stops to try to get the crowd to embrace the guy they long ago decided would win and still fell flat on their faces.
All in all, it might have been the most entertaining moment in WWE history. If anybody ever asks you why you watch this awful, awful product, you tell them it's because no matter how bad the Big Bang Theory gets, you'll never hear the crowd screaming "This is bullshit" when they are supposed to laugh.
