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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.
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Move Over Swimsuit Issue
by Greg Prince on 20 February 2008 5:24 am 
Everybody knows Sports Illustrated showcases the most gorgeous figures from warm-weather climes on its cover every February. And so there goes your proof.
Best…SI…cover…ever. Or at least since this one two weeks before. And this one two weeks before that, a cover that carried no jinx, so let’s not worry about things unseen just yet. Though the more I stare at the blurb, the more I’d like to see Johan Santana throw a pitch for the Mets, just to make sure he doesn’t throw anything out in doing so.
I’m not superstitious.
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oh, “by the most gorgeous figures” thought you were referring S.I.'s picture of Roger Clemens appearing in the upper right hand corner
Gosh, I'd barely noticed. I thought it was a pumpkin.
Santana the beaming new Met. Clemens the scowling ex-Yankee. Nice contrast.
Greg, I want you to carry a cup around with you for the next few weeks. Every time you see this cover, be it at home, on a news stand, or in a dentist's office, please–for the same of all Met fans–start chewing on that cup.
No problem. It's what I do every time a certain Mets Classic airs. You can't be too careful.
Amusing: Went down to the newsstand to get this today, and all they had was the Swimsuit Issue. Which annoyed me.
“Dammit, I want a cover with a Venezuelan dude! This one with the topless blonde woman is useless!”
Are we really going out with him? (Sorry, the Joe Jackson reference in the first paragraph, intentional or not, was too good to pass up.)
Jason, I think I might get that tattooed somewhere. Venezuelan dudes trump topless blonde women any day of the week.
He looks like Charlie Brown. Or Phil Collins. Or a very large, very round rat. Yes, that's it. A rotund rodent.
Better than Ishii really going out with us.