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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 Greg Prince on 5 September 2007 9:38 pm
In Birmingham, I once heard tell, they love the governor, while in the South in general, they love their college football. So in deference to Atlanta's most popular team, the Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech, I'm calling an audible.
See, I was just about to write something to the effect of well, it's too bad we […]
by Greg Prince on 5 September 2007 2:00 pm
For those of you keeping score at home, the Mets were 5 games ahead of the Phillies after the games of August 27 and they are 5 games ahead of the Phillies after the games of September 4. Both teams went 5-3 in the intervening week and a day.
Hence, nothing happened, right?
Wow does baseball make […]
by Jason Fry on 5 September 2007 5:03 am
Not an inspiring slogan, perhaps, but it fits tonight's game well enough — a bleary, fuzzy mess of a game, one in which the Mets looked at best mildly interested, but the Reds' parade of horrible pitchers (Todd Coffey came in with a 6.04 ERA and saw it go up) ensured they'd fall up into […]
by Greg Prince on 4 September 2007 8:00 pm
Some of you may remember the mental anguish I and my compatriots in loge experienced at the vocal stylings of the Norris Hopper guy. To refresh your memory, he was…
“…a fellow in a white tank top, the kind of garment unfortunately nicknamed for one who would abuse one's spouse. He has many tattoos. He is […]
by Jason Fry on 4 September 2007 2:00 pm
He's been a constant companion to this team even when thousands of miles away, even when the team was in first place and he didn't have a single IP next to his name. What's the latest on Pedro? Is he long-tossing? Making a rehab start? How'd he feel the day after the rehab start? When's […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2007 11:33 pm
I’d had a vague plan to go see the Glory Days exhibit at the Museum of the City of New York today. It’s been on my to-do list since before it opened and it’s right up (or, technically, across town from) my alley.
But then I learned Pedro Martinez would be starting in Cincinnati. That’s enough […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2007 11:08 am
An evening at Miller Park awaits, but Faith and Fear first stops outside to pay homage to dear, departed County Stadium, home to the 1957 World Champion Milwaukee Braves, an outfit that accomplished what the currently located Braves could not manage when called upon: defeat an unsavory New York unit in the World Series. Perhaps it […]
by Jason Fry on 3 September 2007 1:41 am
You never know in baseball. Ecstasy can follow agony can follow ecstasy, round and round, fast enough to make your head spin. You’ll go mad trying to make sense of it, so don’t even try. But I do know this: The Braves are a game over .500, 7.5 behind us and 6.5 back in […]
by Greg Prince on 2 September 2007 11:26 pm
“Don't give me pills! I already have plenty!
“This is not pills. Read it!”
“It says, 'Take a vacation from my problems.'”
“I give you permission to take a vacation from your problems.”
“Not a vacation from your work, not a vacation from daily life…”
“But a vacation from my problems.”
“Exactly!”
—Dr. Leo Marvin's prescription for Bob Wiley, What About Bob?
It […]
by Jason Fry on 2 September 2007 2:18 pm
When you go to the beach, kids, don't assume there'll be an Ethernet cable waiting for you.
Anyway, this half of Faith and Fear is up and running on Long Beach Island, meaning baseball has taken its rightful space alongside sand, sun, water, trips to the grocery store for beer/grilling stuff/etc. and the continuing results of […]
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