10 Powerful Wrestling Promos That Never Uttered A Word
8. Sting
The comparisons between the two men, physically distanced in their primes, are so alluring to wrestling fans that many, even now, wish to see them work that elusive dream match. That this can only manifest as an arthritic humiliation in Saudi Arabia or in the dreaded cinematic realm doesn't seem to deter them. It has to happen because it's too perfect a dynamic.
Where the Undertaker was the "conscience" of the WWF, Sting was very much the conscience of WCW.
Surveying the havoc wrought upon it by the New World Order from a mysterious distance, Sting, framed so eerily in the rafters, was an enigmatic presence. He wore the black and white in a tremendous repackage that doubled as a mystery: he wore the same colour palette as the nWo, but under the paint - and what tremendous work this was, to convey everything using nothing - he appeared to promise a grand reckoning.
In effect, Sting cut promos every week up in those rafters. He built and built that anticipation for the day it might come, unsettling the nWo with a new, captivating twist on the turnabout-is-fair-play babyface trope so perfect for the episodic format and the darkened edge that had redefined it.