When I was a teen-ager, I worked all day long in the alfalfa/hay fields for my Uncle Manuel, hauling hay in the California's Sacramento Valley on days when temperatures hit 100-110 degrees. As a 20-something, I played softball all weekend in double elimination tournaments in the Red Bluff, Calif., area, on days that temperatures reached well north of 100. On the day I interviewed for a sports editor job with the Red Bluff Daily News, in June 1972, the temperature reached 118 degrees. Triple digits in Coeur d'Alene. Pfffttt. Here's today's Wild Card ...