[Yamer]

Some good stories, thanks everyone for the entertainment.

I have a few:

1) I will preface this first one by saying that I grew up in Trochu, Alberta. Only one person born and raised there has ever made it to the NHL, Kevin Haller. He won a Stanley Cup with Montreal in 1993.

One summer when I was in high school, me and some friends went for a round of golf at the local course. We got there about 5 minutes after our tee time. We rushed to the tee and saw a pairing waiting for us to go first. As we passed them, two of us looked over to see that one of them was Kevin Haller. Now, he may be nobody special to anyone here, but this guy was and still is a hometown hero. So here we are, getting ready to tee off, and Kevin Haller is waiting patiently and watching us. I have never been more nervous in my life! I couldn't hear anything but my heart pounding as I prayed to God that I didn't make one of my patented slices. Thankfully, I hit the ball pretty solid right down the middle of the fairway. I hear Kevin over my shoulder say "Nice one", which I couldn't really appreciate at the time because I was a puddle of nerves.

We all agreed that we didn't want that pressure the rest of the round, and let them play through at the next hole.

2) Probably about 3 years ago I was at a Flames game and sitting in the SportChek zone. In the first intermission I went to the bathroom up there. I had just finished taking a leak and turned around to wash my hands, and who was freshening up? Peter Maher. I didn't know what to say, but I didn't just want to walk out of there without saying something. So I walked up to him and asked sheepishly, "Peter Maher?". He looked at me and said hi. I kind of blubbered the rest, and just basically said thank you 3 or 4 times for all the great years of listening to him on the radio. Just real kiss ass stuff. He acknowledged me like a gentleman, but when I left (and still do) I felt tremendously embarrassed. He probably just wanted to freshen up and get back to the booth, and some bearded jack-ass cornered him in the restroom. Either way, I met hall of famer Peter Maher.

3) Not an in-person experience, but funny nonetheless. My cousin, who is a damn dirty Oiler fan, was in Abbotsford during the Olympics in 2010 interviewing for a job. He likes hockey, but never followed it as closely as I have. He was in Vancouver trying to get a flight home. He called me from the airport, and the conversation went as follows.

Cousin: "Hey, guess who I am standing in the terminal with?"

Me: "Who?"

Cousin: "Olli Jokinen."

Me: "Seriously?"

Cousin: "Yeah. He's standing with what looks like his wife, and he has a bronze medal around his neck."

Me: "That's pretty awesome! Did you say anything to him?"

Cousin: "Well, I was going to shout out to him, but I couldn't think of his name until just before I called you. The only name I could think of was Saku Koivu, but I knew that wasn't right and didn't want to be all like 'Hey, Saku!'."