There was real, boundless passion in the reunion between Hulk Hogan and his WrestleMania public. Those nine years had felt like a lifetime.
Hogan, high as a kite on the thunderous atmosphere, flexed his muscles - and then looked around to see as well as hear the deafening reaction. He was delighted. Delighted.
Rock was not, but only momentarily. His eye twitching, his famous cool for once lost, a match that could have fallen apart as a result of Hogan's selfish politicking became enhanced by the dictation of the audience. Rock, whose selling of Hogan's power was superb, simply spat that bit harder at his open palm, and just brought it to Hogan and this new challenge he presented.
