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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 Shea Countdown: 8

8: Sunday, September 14 vs Braves

Welcome back to the Countdown Like It Oughta Be. Today's removal of the number 8 is brought to you by Queens Bruised Produce. When you need a soft cantaloupe, an overripe tomato or a brown banana, discover Queens Bruised Produce. It is with QBP's compliments that ushers are passing out […]

Dear Fred and Jeff…

Off-day today, and I know the two of you probably have some things to discuss. Is Ramon Castro ready to come back? Who goes if Matt Wise returns? (I vote Sosa, though that's not why I'm writing to you.) How are Pedro and El Duque doing? There are probably a bunch of things to do […]

I Give You a Day Without Luis Castillo

Whether on a blog or in the bleachers, always a pleasure to be part of this tandem. Happy birthday to my chronicling partner who, at 39, still rightfully refuses to take on disagreeable identities in Wiffle Ball games with his kid. Now that’s what I call a role model.

Sorry there’s no game today, but at least […]

Here Goes the Shoutout

One of the unfortunate tics that accompanies blogging a baseball season is the daily desire to detect patterns, trends and leading indicators of what a given game means. So what does winning a

Tithing Time Again

The Church mostly giveth. The Church, as it turns out, occasionally taketh away.

Ryan Church is this team's OVP, its Only Valuable Player. OK, Wright, too, but David is mostly good this season, not stupendous. Nobody's stupendous on the Mets, not David Wright, not Johan Santana, not nobody. But Ryan Church has been as close as […]

200 Minutes of My Life That I'll Never Get Back

Did you enjoy tonight's game, Jace?

No, I did not.

Why not?

Where to start? How about because the Mets sucked again and because they took forever to suck this time?

The Dodgers didn't look that great either, though.

No, they didn't. But as Greg likes to note, style points don't matter. They won. Jeff Kent and Joe Torre and […]

The Shea Countdown: 9

9: Saturday, September 13 vs Braves

Ladies and gentlemen, we direct your attention to the centerfield flagpoles where you will note the presence of four flags, each representing a Mets championship: two world championships, two National League championships. Today, as our Countdown Like It Oughta Be descends into single-digits, we pay homage to the last of […]

The Middle of the Night Is Part of the Contract

Well, it's past 1 a.m. and the Mets showed very little in a 5-1 loss.

Oliver Perez missed Brian Schneider's mitt by three feet on his third pitch of the game, resulting in a Rafael Furcal home run, a 1-0 Dodger lead and a stare from Willie Randolph that could have frozen magma. And it was […]

The Shea Countdown: 10

10: Friday, September 12 vs Braves

Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we honor a Mets team whose exploits are too recent to have been forgotten but whose accomplishments may have dimmed given the rush in which we inevitably find ourselves to reach the next game, the next win, the next season, the next park. But we should […]

The Mets Fan in His Natural Habitat

There is no situation in which a Mets game, a Mets jacket and a dense sandwich won’t make me feel at home. This tableau was captured after the Dean Friedman show in Piermont and amid some serious chewing. We’re waiting for the bus back to the city; the bus schedule has an improv feel to it […]