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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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Terry and the Pirates (and then some)

If you figured this one was coming eventually, then it’s the Flashback Friday you’ve been dreading at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

Usually I get to sneak these commemorations in on the sly. Goodness knows I’ve had an exclusive on the tenth anniversary of 1997. Nobody scooped me on my 1977 Newsday route, Joe Torre’s 1967 […]

You're Going Where? And Doing What?

For the Mets, it was the final off-day of the regular season. For me, it was a preview of some enforced downtime.

On Saturday afternoon I'm doing something utterly ridiculous from the perspective of faithful and fearful alike. I'm getting on a plane and going to London. From there, Vienna. And Milan. And Lausanne. And Geneva. […]

Met-a Culpa

There are dumb quotes…

“Three-and-a-half-game lead and all, the key numbers are these: six games left against Atlanta and 42 against everybody else. The Mets are advised to kick the ever-lovin' spit out of everybody else in those other 42 in order to secure their second consecutive Eastern Division title and another shot at the belt […]

He Goes to 11

Backup catchers are supposed to be forgettable — an endless parade of Charlie Greenes and Tom Wilsons and Joe DePastinos. Except the Mets have a way of finding memorable ones. Mackey Sasser could hit and could throw the ball to second but not to the pitcher, which was quirky when we were good and really […]

The 12 Minutes of Dunston

Magic Number 12 had a shelf life of about 12 seconds — the score from Philadelphia went to “F” on the Shea Stadium scoreboard with a pitch left in the Mets’ game, and that pitch advanced our magic-number countdown to 11. Eight years ago, with the Mets’ season facing extinction, Shawon Dunston (who wore No. […]

Finding Our Way

Billy Wagner was lost.

His momentum carried him across the first-base line, ball in hand. He got himself stopped, and turned, but didn't find the bag he was expecting — somehow it was an extra foot to his right, accessorized by a mildly dumbfounded Shawn Green. Oops! Billy kept turning, and Plan B arrived in the […]

You Can Like Hate

The weirdest part about the inevitable recollections a baseball game played between the New York Mets and Atlanta Braves at Shea Stadium on September 11 summons is the obligatory reference to how remarkable it was that when these teams squared off just shy of six years ago in our city's first large “normal” gathering of […]

Temporarily 13, Forever Fonzie

The Rockies did us a solid in Philadelphia, trouncing the whatchamacallits and trimming our magic number to 13 on Tuesday night. Did somebody say 13? I’m sorry, I was just off somewhere thinking about Edgardo Alfonzo.

Choppy Seas Calmed, Wait Here for the 10:18

How far have we come as a people? We beat the Braves for the fourth consecutive time, in September, in a finishing kick that this franchise has lacked even in many of its good years, and when it came time to mock the visitors from Atlanta, it wasn't…

“WOH-OH-OH!”

It was more…

“Meh. Meh-eh.”

There was still some pretty […]

Youth and Age

Yunel Escobar was the first batter last night. and Oliver Perez looked horrible against him, throwing two balls very wide before getting a gift of a called strike. Fortunately, Yunel Escobar is young. After the strike call, he seemed to get antsy. Oliver struck him out, and that seemed to restore his focus on his […]