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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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A Mother of a Day

My friend Tom was kind enough to offer tickets he couldn't use. Emily (approached somewhat tentatively) thought it was a great idea. And so it was Emily and Joshua and I were suddenly off to Shea, Land of the Pink Visor to the First 25,000 Female Fans, for Mother's Day.

Joshua was excited. He's got his […]

I Love the Sound of Phenoms in the Early Afternoon

My sleeping habits of late make Saturday night/Sunday morning snoozing a twinbill. I tend to flake out on the couch for several hours sometime after the stray Channel 11 airing of Frasier and find myself surprised to find myself still on the couch in the dawn's early light. I'll stay up for a bit, force […]

Crescent City Calling

Let Mike Pelfrey go.

I write this without a hint of anger — as Willie Randolph notes sagely in today's Times, “with fifth starters, you don’t trip about this. All young pitchers go through that transition or phase. You have to get over that hump. Once he does, hopefully he’ll just take off.”

Wise words. But […]

Bring Me the Torso of David Wright

Our 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 […]

The Knothole Gang

I had the uncommon pleasure of watching today's game from an orange seat a mere eight rows from the field and behind a net. Practically on top of home plate I was. I've only sat in seats whose number begins with an “X” a handful of times previously and not in a long while, so […]

Suppan Under Glass

Let’s be clear on one thing: It’s never too late to hang Jeff Suppan on the wall.

It would have been nice — nicer — if the Mets had gotten into the swing of things against their old nemesis before he became their old nemesis, but better 204 days and 4 innings later than never…not that […]

A Great Catch That Didn't Show Up in the Boxscore

If it’s exactly 20 years since the night your life changed forever for the better, then it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

On that May 11 as on this May 11, the Mets were of paramount importance to me. But on that May 11 as on this May 11, some things were more […]

Since We're 21-12...

…seems like a perfect time to unveil this photo. That’s Steve Reynolds — Zisk Online impresario, rock god, Faith and Fear commentor and all-around good people — flying our colors flanked by Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson of Rush. Steve was kind enough to let us have this snap ahead of his interview with Lee in […]

Tug, Locks Flowing

The Buzz Capra tribute (in a manner of speaking) of recent days left me longing for Tug McGraw in his Met prime. He lost his hair to the Marines and later to radiation therapy, but in between he went long when it was considered out of line for ballplayers to do so. Hair’s to […]

Notes While Watching (and Not Watching) Mets-Giants

Scribbled on the back of a piece of paper at work for consultation later:

* Klesko not touching the bag, Beltran not going back. HOJO??!!!

* Maine's been Samson'ed!

* What a weird 1st inning. Mets + Giants conspiring to get nothing out of a lot. This has the look of a weird one.

* That sun's gonna play […]