Thirty-six years ago today, Junior joined us in Kalispell, Mont., after putting Mrs. O through a tough night of labor. I carried Junior out of the delivery room and just looked at him for the longest time. It was love at first sight. I couldn't get my head around the miracle that I was holding. He was born on a Sunday morning, as was I. Later that morning, I attended church and thanked my wonderful God for blessing us with our first child. I'm still as thankful today for that blessing. Here's your mid-week Wild Card ...