"Wow"

I once met Peter Forsberg. I waited in line for two and a half hours to have a brief but glorious converstation. It went as follows:

Me: ::staring in shock and awe:: "Wow."
Peter: "How long have you been waiting in line?
Me: "Two hours." :: followed by more awkward staring::

While he probably has no recollection of this moment where our lives briefly aligned (while this alignment was due to my obvious intervention), I'm certain it is the entire reason he has decided to become an Avalanche again. Oh Sweden, you never let me down.