RIDGEFIELD — They know, obviously. Your father’s in the national hall of fame for your sport, somebody’s going to bring it up, even if you never really saw him play anywhere but on video.
Maybe the kids saw a tournament in Lake Placid, N.Y., Ryan Colsey asked his father last week. “By that time you were already, like, 35.”
Roy Colsey laughed. “I was over the hill by then.”