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Greg Prince and Jason Fry
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.

Jason Fry is a Brooklyn writer whose first memories include his mom leaping up and down cheering for Rusty Staub. Check out his other writing here.

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The Blame Game

As this crazy year of yo-yoing around the mundane .500 mark has unfolded, I've blamed a lot of people. Carlos Beltran for feeling the pressure. Jose Reyes for not getting on base enough. Kaz Matsui and Miguel Cairo for being useless. Mike Piazza for daring to get old. Victor Diaz for being dopey. Victor Zambrano […]

Long Time Ago When We Was Scum

Turner Field may be a toxic dump for our hopes and dreams, but I don’t see where Busch Stadium is a much healthier place for Mets and other living things.

We just lost our tenth consecutive game there dating back to 2002. Though it’s generally accepted that it was the Diamondbacks who buried the shiv irretrievably […]

Flashback Friday: 1985 (Part I)

The year was 1985. I was 22.

I graduated from college. I should’ve been focused on finding my way in the Real World as it was known. I should’ve outgrown baseball. Or downgraded its importance. Or found something else to do.

None of that happened. If anything, I gave myself over to baseball and the Mets in […]

Flashback Friday: 1985 (The Exciting Conclusion)

Inane software space limitations force us to bring you Flashback Friday: 1985 in two parts. You may link to Part I if you haven’t seen it. What follows here is the second part.

The Mets were alive, no matter what Newsday had said the day before. Their task was by no means easy, but it was […]

Meaningless Games in September

It was different tonight. I turned it on, I alternated between TV and radio, I rooted for us and against them. Just like always.

But it was different. I know I said I’d care, but I didn’t. I neither watched nor listened without distraction. There was a good bit of flipping and a little reading and […]

Mets to Wear Turner Field Patch

Atlanta. Turner Field. It's where Mets dreams have been dying for almost a decade. If it doesn't stop this week, we're gonna have to wear commemorative patches next season.

As first reported here Sunday, the New York Mets will indeed wear commemorative patches on the right sleeve of all five versions of their uniform tops next […]

Turner Field Commemorative Patch

Faith and Fear in Flushing has obtained a prototype of the commemorative patch* to be worn by all Mets players next season in celebration of their unmatched record of consistency at Atlanta’s Turner Field. “Wanna buy a Pennant Race Pack?” a patch department official asked. “First dibs on post-season seats!” Operators, he added, are standing by.

I've Got A Peaceful Albeit Uneasy Feeling

This should bother me. It doesn’t.

This should be terrible. It isn’t.

This should feel…not like it does.

I’m at peace tonight. There is nothing more I can do, nothing more I can say, nothing more I can even think.

It’s over. I knew it would be over eventually. I didn’t know how it would end but if I […]

Thrown for a Looper

I won't claim that this is an original sentiment in Met Land tonight, but here it is anyway: Should we ever again hold a lead in the 9th inning, I want to see Roberto Hernandez coming out of the bullpen.

I don't care what it does to the 8th inning. I don't care if it […]

I've Become So Numb

At the end of the 1998 season, a moment in time that I seem to be referencing quite a bit lately, I came to a decision:

I would no longer be a baseball fan.

I started by not watching or listening to, other than to get a score, the Giants-Cubs playoff game that determined the winner of […]