The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P3]

(On this wonderful Independence Day, I’m back with the final chapter of Operation Catfish! I had a lot of fun with this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it. Please let me know how you liked the story as a whole, as I would like to do more of these stories someday (assuming that sports fans continue to be crazy).)


CHAPTER 3 – THE GAME

Blair sat in her car, which was in a parking lot right next to PPG Paints Arena. Per Kenny’s request, she had to stay there until Austin and his catfish were safely inside the building. She tapped her fingers along the steering wheel as she waited for Kenny to call her with the results.

Ring!

Blair’s phone started ringing, spinning on her thigh. She picked up the phone and held it to her ear.

“Hello?” she asked.

“Bad news,” said Kenny, “the fish got taken away from him. He said that the security guards were being prejudiced against Predators fans.”

“Great.” Blair sighed. “How do we get it in now?”

“Well, thankfully, I bought tickets earlier this year in case we’d need them, and I went ahead and forwarded you an email with one of them in it. Since you aren’t clearly rooting for Nashville – or rooting for Nashville at all -– you should be able to get in without too heavy of inspection.”

Blair sat up. “And as for the fish?” Continue reading “The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P3]”

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The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P2]

(It’s been a day since my last post regarding this story, so I’d like to apologize for that real quick. I decided an every other day schedule would work better, as there’s a chance I could keep it up after all of this story was posted. Just like with the last chapter, there may be a few inaccuracies, but I hope they don’t distract you from enjoying this story.)


CHAPTER 2 – THE FISH

“So, I’m supposed to go into the store, buy the single largest catfish, and act oblivious if they don’t believe my intentions are well?” asked Blair.

“Yep, and you’ll be dictating the experience to me through that Bluetooth earpiece.”

Blair nodded, adjusting the earbud and plastic stuck in her left ear. “Alright, I can do this.”

Kenny pulled open the door, motioning with his arm for Blair to exit the room. She stepped back into the main portion of the building. Austin was waiting in one of the chairs by the storefront windows.

“Alright, I’m going to be heading down to the farmer’s market,” said Blair, looking down at Austin.

“Good luck,” replied the man, flashing the woman a thumbs up.

Blair exited the building, taking a left down the sidewalk, towards the market.

“You can hear me, right?” said Kenny through the earpiece.

“Yes, I can hear you alright.”

“Alright, good, So, you’re walking down to the market, right?”

“Uh –huh,” replied Blair, looking around herself. She hoped the other people who were out in the city didn’t hear her talking to what appeared to be nothing.

“Good, that means you’re on track. Let me know when you’re in the store.”

Blair continued walking, until the farmer’s market was in sight. It was a relatively large building, with a neon sign above the awning that read, “Pennsylvania Farmer’s Market.” She got off the sidewalk and walked through the parking lot to the building.

The woman stepped through the automatic doors, letting the sudden rush of cold air blow her shirt back against her skin. She looked around at the aisles of fresh fruits and vegetables, gleaming under the fluorescent lights. Blair knew that the produce, no matter how delicious it looked, was not what she needed, however, so she walked straight to the back of the store, where the seafood was located.

As Blair approached, the woman behind the seafood counter turned towards her. “Looking for anything in particular?”

“I’m looking for catfish, actually,” Blair replied with a smile. Continue reading “The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P2]”

The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P1]

(The following is a short story I wrote before game 6 of the Stanley Cup Final. It is partially based off of real events that took place during the series, though it is a fictional piece. There may be inaccuracies in this piece — if so, please let me know, as I’d like to fix it. Thank you, and I hope that you are able to enjoy this quirky little story I put together.)


CHAPTER 1 – THE CLIENT

Blair Winslow was a rather well-off girl, living right outside of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. She owned a comfortable suburban apartment, and was able to pay her bills with money to spare. This came from the earnings she made at her job, which was working for the Eastwood Company.

The goal of the Eastwood Company was simple, and could be explained by their motto of, “Helping fans since 2006.” The Eastwood Company was founded to help sports fans show support for their teams, in whatever way they desired. If asked, Blair would say the day of May 29th, 2017, captured the essence of her job perfectly.

Blair went into work that morning at eight ‘o five, like she usually did. She worked at the receptionist’s desk, ready to hear client’s cases. After buttoning on the blue work vest that designated her as an Eastwood Company employee, Blair sat down on the office chair that was positioned in front of her desk. Resting her head on her hand, she glanced out of the distant windows, taking in the sights of the city she worked in.

The building door swung open, causing a bell to ring. Blair sat up in her chair, facing the person who just walked in. Standing in the room was a middle-aged man, wearing dirtied jeans and a sweat-stained t-shirt. The distinct scent of a farm filled the area around him.

“Welcome to the Eastwood Company,” said Blair, fighting the urge to plug her nose. “How may we assist you today?” Continue reading “The Adventures of Blair Winslow: Operation Catfish [P1]”

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