He wears a suit now, and there’s also a touch of gray in his hair. “I’m going to do something about that,” he says with a smile, rubbing a hand over his scalp. If only Rod Strickland’s life was as easy to touch up. But give him this: Twenty years after leaving San Antonio, acting like a guy who would be lost when he quit playing, Strickland is proving everyone wrong. Tonight will be part of that, when he’s part of Kentucky’s championship.