by Mark Kizla
How crazy was this dream? It was built with sticks. Sticks. And to think: There was a time, not so very long ago, when lacrosse in Colorado was a joke.
"I remember when kids from the East Coast first came out to this part of the country to play in youth tournaments, they would ask me: 'Hey, don't you guys from Colorado ride horses to school? Or do you walk a mile uphill in the snow both ways?' We got no respect," recalled Dillon Roy, a young lacrosse pioneer in the Rocky Mountains (read rest of article).
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