Roman Reigns and Jey Uso reunited at SummerSlam, putting an end to their years of animosity and repairing their familial bond with violence and victory, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the Bloodline Civil War going on over on “SmackDown.” That is as damning an indictment as I’ve ever written about a storyline.

Outside of an occasional Jimmy Uso run-in, the Bloodline has essentially become a Ship of Theseus, with almost the entirety of the faction replaced with new people, and now all those people hate each other. It’s becoming kinda grating television. It didn’t help that Solo Sikoa and Jacob Fatu’s steel cage soap opera was put at the end of a marathon of violence. There was literally nothing they could hope to accomplish that could top a TLC match and a No Disqualification match, try as they did. The Bloodline has simply run out of moves. There are only so many run-ins that I can care about, until I just become numb to the whole thing. Sikoa, easily the least interesting part of the situation, has been a central figure in this Pacific Islander power struggle for far too long. It is borderline criminal that Jeff Cobb doesn’t have anything better to do than be muscle.

The group is becoming self-parody, and the only way to end it is to, well, end it. Get everyone to the Samoan version of Appomatox Courthouse and put this storyline out of its misery.