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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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Ready to Take a Chan Again
by Greg Prince on 10 February 2007 11:48 am
He saw his best days with the Dodgers, but those were long over.
He was available when few other pitchers were.
He pitched for a different team every year of late.
He allowed an ERA well above his career best.
He hovered around .500 the year before we got him.
He signed with a contender that was just short enough on pitching to give him a chance.
His name made Mets fans cringe.
But Orel Hershiser enjoyed a real nice 1999 and the Mets benefited from it.
Chan Ho Park in 2007? I don't know. You never do.
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That horrible song has now been stuck in my head for an hour and counting. You so owe me a beer, blog brother….
Get in line…
I think it's actually a decent deal, because, as I understand it, it's a performance incentive driven one. So if he pitches terribly, we don't owe him all that much, and if he pitches relatively well, then good for us.
OK, did anybody else see the video on metsblog.com before it got taken down? Or does anybody remember seeing Park nail somebody with a crazy Mortal Kombat flying knee kick during a brawl? Because it made me think he's awesome. I've always said we need more ninjas on this team. Look for him to surprise us this season — literally, because ninjas make no sound.
Damn, I wish I had seen that. Can never turn down a ninja.