GREENSBORO — With a career spanning nearly 40 years, everyone has their own Sting story. My introduction to wrestling came when I was three years old in Worcester, Massachusetts, when my brother escaped our father’s grasp, climbed under the guard rail, and tried to fight Rick Rude, who was mercilessly beating the WCW star in front of us. I have very few memories with my father, but we always had wrestling. And we always had Sting.