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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.
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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Get Well Nick Johnson
by Greg Prince on 23 September 2006 11:23 pm The Mets finally hit a lot while they pitched enough. That part Saturday was swell; the end of the world — nigh after a three-game losing streak by our division champs — has once again been postponed.
Mostly, I hope Nick Johnson of the Nationals is up on his feet soon and attempting to torment 14 other National League teams in 2007. As horrified veterans of collisions from Hahn & Theodore to Cameron & Beltran, all we can do is hope the human being in the other uniform with the broken right leg recovers soon.
What a bad break toward the end of a season for a guy who was hustling all the way for a last-place team. Him and Kearns, the guy he got tangled up in. In a perverse way, it makes me laugh at those who think highly compensated ballplayers don't really care about the game.
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Take that, left-handed rookie! Thank God D-Wright is back.
Speaking of guys hustling for irrelevant teams, I was reveling in my new toy (trying to make the money I shelled out worth it) MLB.TV and I tuned in the Rockies trouncing the Braves (it ended up being a damn close game).
The mediocre, non-descript announcers were singing the praises of some Japanese import, Kaz Mat-something-or-other. Apparently he's quite a dynamic and exciting player. I was watching him and he reminded me a lot of second basemen we used to have…the resemblance was uncanny actually. The thing is, our guy was lame–and this guy could really play. He stole bases, he scored runs, he tripled. I know that Mat-something-or-other is a really popular name in his country, but do you think there's a chance our guy is related to the Rockies' new catalyst?
I'm happy to say “I told you so” on this one.
You go, Kaz.
(And yes, get well, Nick Johnson. You infuriatingly good Yankee/Expo, you.)