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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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I Don't Gotta Believe Anything

No doubt some tried and true sportswriter somewhere has referred to Thursday night’s apocalyptic meltdown as a heartbreaker for Mets fans.

Your heart broken? Mine isn’t. Not really.

I’m not gonna feed you some line that there are more important things in the world than your team blowing a 7-4 lead in the ninth because your team’s […]

There's an 8 Stuck in the Mets' Throat

Sorry, no number tonight.

Oh Good God

Dream of Things That Never Were

“Only those who dare to fail greatly,” Robert F. Kennedy once said, “can ever achieve greatly.”

Boy have the New York Mets dared to fail greatly.

On the last night they would ever play in what has to be the most dismal edifice ever retroactively dedicated to a great American, the Mets honored the memory of their […]

Landing On 9

It was 9 years ago that the Mets last called Channel 9 home. It has taken what seems like 9 eons to push the magic number down to 9, but with…WHO?…Yadier Molina driving in the winning run, the Cardinals beat the Phillies and the numeral of numerals dropped to your place for Joe Franklin, The Million […]

Flying Toward 10

Our current shortstop contributed in a big way to the reactivated magic number countdown ticking to 10. Jose Reyes’ predecessor (we’re not counting Rey Sanchez, are we?) contributed mightily to a playoff drive of his own back in the day. Rey Ordoñez, No. 10 on his back, No. 1 with the glove and No. 0 […]

Vienna Calling

I'd say Vienna's lovely, but it isn't really. Its great architecture is cheek by jowl with a lot of Soviet-style apartment blockery (this is pretty much Eastern Europe) and when you look closely you realize a lot of the city is chipped and flaked and graffiti'ed and grotty.

But it does have a lot of […]

Our Jumping-Off Point

It has come to this: A person can't take a nap without the Mets giving up six runs.

No kidding. It was a scooch past 8:30 when I curled up and closed my eyes on the couch, feeling relieved that John Maine hadn't given up the big hit in the fourth; secure he was positively reinforced […]

Nothing to Count Down at the Moment

Even Casey Kasem knew when to take a station break. Consider the magic number countdown on hiatus until our pitchers stop giving up hits from coast to coast.

One Reason To Have Faith

Brian Lawrence has been DFA'd. Best transaction agate since Chan Ho Park was invited for a long walk off that short pier. It doesn't compare to the hypothetical unconditional release of Guillermo Mota into the Pine Barrens (one can dream), but it's nice to see somebody get scapegoated when scapegoating is clearly called for.

It's easy […]