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Faith and Fear in Flushing made its debut on Feb. 16, 2005, the brainchild of two longtime friends and lifelong Met fans.

Greg Prince discovered the Mets when he was 6, during the magical summer of 1969. He is a Long Island-based writer, editor and communications consultant. Contact him here.

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Al Schmelz, put together from various parts

by on 4 March 2005 9:52 pm

In case any other lunatic out there has spent years looking for a decent photo of Al Schmelz, this is probably as close as you can get. For the truly geeky, it’s a composite from the team photo in the ’67: That’s Schmelz’s face, upper chest and arms, Don Cardwell’s lower chest and belt (Tommy Davis is […]

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Martinez Full of Grace

by on 4 March 2005 9:41 pm

Podres to Conti to Pedro to Humber. Plus Koufax

floating around camp. Yes, it’s enough to make the heart sing. And Tom

Terrific hasn’t even shown up yet, assuming he still pops by to

dispense advice on grips and motions. We’ve got great pitching in the

past and in the future, and with Martinez on board, maybe at least […]

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Philip, Pedro and Wayne

by on 4 March 2005 5:44 pm

A rainout?! On March 3? For the first telecast taking place outside work hours? That hurt. All rainouts before the last week of April are cruel, but when it's the second day of the exhibition season and New York resembles the surface of Pluto, that's twisting the knife something fierce. I sulked, bi-doop bi-doop bi-dooped my way through a […]

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