10 Wrestling Heels Who Generated The Most Heat
5. The Rock
"You don't get to boo The Rock, fatty! The Rock gets more pie in a week than you get in a lifetime!"
So sayeth the Hollywood Rock.
Rock corpsed throughout his incredible routines. He was having the time of his life making as*holes of us all. Suffering a Hollywood Rock insult was like being on the receiving end of a schoolyard humiliation everybody shared in, and you still, pathetically, wanted to be the guy's best friend. There was a certain longing to it all, a certain pathos. This wasn't just some nasty b*stard threatening to gouge your hero's eye out; Hollywood Rock was a man of monstrous ego who had outgrown what it was you once loved him for, and laughed his a*s off at you, the left behind. The booming reaction was driven by unadulterated hopelessness. You wanted to cheer the man - he was the coolest, most charismatic man on the planet, a role he would actually fulfil in subsequent years - but he wouldn't allow you the privilege.
Worse still, he toyed with your emotions constantly. He made you think you were "in" by leading the crowd in a call and response before the killshot.
"Finally, The Rock has come back to Toron-...Toron-...To run his mouth all over your candyasses!"