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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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by Jason Fry on 27 August 2007 4:12 am
OK, it was kind of amusing and kind of cool to watch a 44-year-old man with a history of gout beat out a bunt single. (I mean, gout? Seriously? What is David Wells, a Dickens character?) It was less amusing and less cool when this little adventure didn't result in that 44-year-old man laboring on […]
by Greg Prince on 26 August 2007 4:00 pm
I’m still trying to get the soot out of my fingernails from having forcefully thrown Carlos Delgado under the bus when I discovered he was in the lineup Saturday. Not only did I want him to sit, I wanted him to pack for 2008…though the fact that I’m already sorting through next year’s lineup and […]
by Jason Fry on 26 August 2007 4:45 am
As Saturday's tilt with the Dodgers wound through the early innings, I kept singing a little bit of doggerel I'd adapted for the occasion:
(to the tune of “Green Acres”):
El Duque is the pitcher for me
He's older than a redwood tree
(ba da ba-da-bum)
He don't speak English
(ba da ba-da-bum)
He don't speak Spanish
(ba da ba-da-bum)
He speaks Duque language
El […]
by Greg Prince on 25 August 2007 4:00 pm
Eighteen home games remain in the 2007 season. Eighty-one home games can be assumed (barring weather, wildcat strikes, goodness only knows what) for 2008. And then that's it for regularly scheduled baseball at Shea Stadium.
There are 99 games left in the life of the ballpark that was born in 1964 and is slated to die […]
by Jason Fry on 25 August 2007 4:49 am
A funny thing has happened since I admitted that I don't particularly like the 2007 Mets — they've started growing on me.
No, the just-concluded three-game set with the Padres wasn't good for the W-L record or the heart. But the Mets beat Trevor Hoffman once, then came leaping out of the coffin twice more. There […]
by Greg Prince on 24 August 2007 5:28 pm
If you still haven’t quite gotten all the bubble gum dust off your fingers, then it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.
I stopped collecting baseball cards a long time ago. But I never stopped accumulating them.
That’s what I have, an accumulation. They have gathered. They have piled up. They have snaked their way […]
by Greg Prince on 24 August 2007 5:26 pm
It took ’til the end of summer, but I got a Seaver in 1972. I was so proud that I apparently tacked it to my bulletin board with at least five different pushpins.
by Greg Prince on 24 August 2007 7:05 am
The bottom of the sixth Thursday night, which lifted the Mets from a desultory 6-1 deficit to a thrilling 7-6 lead, was one of the most precious half-innings you'll ever witness as a Mets fan. If it had been a ninth inning or an October inning, we'd be talking about it into eternity. If it […]
by Greg Prince on 23 August 2007 9:05 am
Rare is the out-of-town scoreboard update that doesn't involve ATL or PHI (or, because we are the way we are, NYY) that gets our collective attention, but geez, nobody at Shea or anywhere had ever seen anything like what TEX was doing to BAL.
“Wow. The Rangers are winning 14 to 3.”
“Now it's 16 to 3. […]
by Greg Prince on 22 August 2007 7:35 am
That old feeling. It was there Tuesday.
No, I don't mean thrilling come-from-behind wins against Hall of Fame (c)losers in which everybody has a hand in triumph, after which you look up and realize your team is in pretty darn good shape.
OK — that, too. But something almost better because it's been missing more than I […]
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