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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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The Champions of Channel 39

Good thing Russ Hodges doesn't work for TBS. Because if he reacted in 2007 as he did in 1951 to the clinching of the National League flag, he could do no more than whisper that excuse me, I don't mean to wake you, but, uh, the Rockies won the pennant, the Rockies won the pennant. […]

Day-In, Day-Out, Day-Vid

”To be voted the most valuable player on the worst team in the history of major league baseball is a dubious honor, to be sure. But I was awarded a 24-foot boat equipped with a galley and sleeping facilities for six. After the season ended, I docked the boat in Ocean City, New Jersey, and […]

David is the One Met to Have...

After Rheingold and before Budweiser, Schaefer took over as the Mets’ beer sponsor in the mid-1970s. It seems almost sacrilege to associate any beer jingle with the Mets that doesn’t begin with My beer is Rheingold the dry beer…, but it must be said that Schaefer was the one beer to have when you were having […]

All in All, You Can be a $195 Brick in the Floor

Timing, it can not be overstated, is everything. You want to sell something, you want to sell when demand is high. You don't want to be ambling the greater Yorktown area in late 1781 peddling King George commemorative medallions, y'know? So on some level you have to wonder how fortuitous a month October 2007 was […]

USF is 6-0

The battle of Interstate 4 belongs to your AP-ranked No. 5 University of South Florida Bulls!

It was a stampede! A stampede, I tell you! USF 64 UCF 12! I must use more exclamation points!! Maybe 64 of them!!!

The University of Central Florida Knights would allow me to run up the punctuation score. They allowed a […]

A Very Mazzilli Thanksgiving

If the offseason has your calendar off-kilter already, then it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

My family meant well. They mean well. It’s not their fault they never loved baseball the way I did. But they tried to reach out. Dad bought us tickets to my first game ever for September 23, 1972. […]

Two Teams That Aren't Us

Congratulations and best of luck to the team with Tony Clark and the team with Kaz Matsui as they face off tonight for the honor of championing professional baseball's most venerable league.

How did it come to this? How did it come to the Diamondbacks and the Rockies in the NLCS? The recently insolvent and the […]

A Messy Blueprint for a Messy Year

Since the Mets' 2007 season went off the cliff, there's been no shortage of plans to get the Mets back on track, from trading Jose Reyes for Johan Santana to doing more or less nothing. A Met blueprint is a Rorschach test both of how angry you were at the 2007 club as it imploded […]

Hell is for Front Runners

Two people who deserve a smoldering afterlife:

This clown who works for the Daily News. No, not Filip Bondy, but a copy editor who last week not only said he was giving up on being a Mets fan but would be switching over to another local team because they're such winners. Wonder who his new team […]

It's Never Too Soon to Start Counting

Maybe it’s the joy of Elimination Day, but after a week-plus of dreariness, I am once again looking forward to counting down the 37 + 14 + 41 + 42 days (more or less) until the 2008 Mets are on a field somewhere stretching and swinging and preparing to play an entire 162-game season.

Also showing not a […]