Unearthed WCW Interview Reveals Sting May Have Joined NWO Wolfpac “Solely for Zip Line Access”

During a previously unaired WCW backstage interview, Kevin Nash quietly voiced what many in the locker room had long suspected about Sting’s involvement with the nWo Wolfpac.

“I’m pretty sure,” Nash said, “he’s only here for the zip line.”

At the time, morale inside the Wolfpac was at an all time high.

“It’s been going great,” Nash said during the pre match interview in Tampa, Florida. “When you start a renegade faction, you never know if it’s gonna click. But it has. Konnan, Luger, Savage… we’re a brotherhood. Everybody’s got everybody’s back.”

He paused. Looked off camera.

“…Well. Except Sting.”

Nash sighed.

“I mean… We’re pretty sure he’s just here for the zip line. That’s it. That’s all he does.”

According to Nash, Sting’s routine had become alarmingly consistent. He would descend dramatically from the rafters mid match on the zip line, not to interfere, not to make a save, not even to glare menacingly, but simply to land, detach, sprint backstage, and scream at the rigging crew:

“AGAIN! AGAIN!”

“And that’s when the problems started,” Nash continued. “He’s gotten into several altercations with our zip line operator, Mike.”

At that moment, Mike, a visibly exhausted backstage hand wearing fingerless gloves, interrupted the interview.

“He’s too rough on the rope,” Mike said flatly. “He pulls it. He yanks it. He twists it like it belongs to him.”

“Exactly,” Nash nodded. “Too rough on the rope. And he never lets us zip line into matches. We all want a turn. When he found out the zip line was out one night? He started spreading rumors about Pac members.”

That’s when Randy Savage burst into frame.

“YEAH!” Savage shouted. “HE TOLD PEOPLE I WAS A DRUG ADDICT!”

“I’ve never touched a drug!” Savage added.

“Well…” Nash replied calmly, “to be honest, Randy… that is what we all believe.”

Before Savage could respond, the sound of mechanical whirring echoed through the corridor.

The ceiling hatch opened.

Sting descended directly into the interview area, zip lining at an aggressive angle, boots skidding across the concrete as he landed. He unhooked himself, shoved the buckles into Mike’s chest (who sighed deeply), and turned to Nash. His red face paint was streaked with tears.

“Kevin,” Sting said softly. “Before you decide to send me home, you should know… Luger said your face looks like a clock.”

“I never said that,” Lex Luger said, stepping into frame.

Sting ignored him.

“I just don’t want to go home,” Sting continued, voice cracking. “What’s waiting for me there is… bad.”

The interviewer leaned in. “What’s waiting for you at home?”

Sting stared at the floor.

“I don’t know,” he said quietly. “I just know that when I get there… there’s something waiting. And I’m worried about my life.”

There was a long silence.

Above them, the zip line swayed gently.