[ROMAN REIGNS "BIG DOG" ERA]

It was Monday night raw. You silently watched the ring from the front seats. Roman rests his arms on the ropes.

His sweaty bare torso gleamed in the lights shining upon the ring. His eyes were fixed on his opponent on the floor of the ring.

Suddenly, he took a quick glance at you before looking again, mouthing; "Will you root for me?"

His serious, impassive expression fixedly looked at you. He was determined to know your answer.