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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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Bring Me the Torso of David Wright
by Greg Prince on 13 May 2007 12:15 am
OurĀ seats were so good this Saturday that we had at our fingertips the vaunted Metropolitan Club menu in our cup holders (hell, we had cup holders), though none of us ordered from said ritzy document. I’m hayseed enough to be intimidated by this option. Besides, even though it’s been been a part of the Shea swells scene for a decade, it’s just weird. “I will have…The Pretzel” just doesn’t ring true for me. Doesn’t stop the Metropolitan set from availing themselves of the service like it’s second-nature, but me, I’d brought a couple of turkey & American cheeses on 12-grain bread from home anyway.
How much does a delicacy like the Jamaican Jerk Chicken Wrap cost to have delivered direct to your seat? If you have to ask… |
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Hi Greg,
Didn't the individual who created that graphic realize that by placing “in seat service” right above that of David Wright's the words could be taken the wrong way.