They've been my boys since the first Dusty Classic When these two guys were brought in, with Regal talking to them, about how proud he was to have them here I was new to the non-main roster scene of WWE, let alone anything indie, so, I thought they were big deals. And in their first couple matches, against Corbin and Rhyno, Chiampa fighting Samos Joe, I fell in love with them They were my boys. But as my wrestling Savvy Grew, I realized their place. Jobbers to the stars. They'd be there to fight The big heel that was making his move to the title, put on really good matches, and hopefully move up from there And by god they did It started so slowly. So naturally. The team, still just "chiampa and Gargano", not #DIY, entering their feud with The Revival All of a sudden-they were those 'Top Guys'. Brooklyn 2 The Cruiserweight Classic Toronto! By fucking God Toronto. And. God. I'm It's just. Done? But it's not done Wrestling doesn't end. These stories keep going. Even when you wish it had ended on that note. Their embrace after making Dash and Dawson tap. When you wish that had been the last chapter, not that the very next page was the AOP taking the titles And certainly not what happened Saturday The book of wrestling doesn't end, but if you want your story in it, no ones going to do it for you. You've got to do it yourself And I sure as fuck look forward to the next volume, where Gargano kicks Chiampa's fucking teeth in.