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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 Jason Fry on 19 June 2008 6:31 am
On Tuesday night you had to give the Mets a mulligan, however many they've asked for already this year — they've played like the manager got fired at 3 a.m. on more than a few nights already, but on Tuesday night it was actually true. As various Mets botched grounders and failed to cover bases, […]
by Greg Prince on 18 June 2008 8:36 am
Good lord it’s tiring being a Mets fan. Is this supposed to be work? And if it is, do we get mental health insurance?
Staying up to watch the Mets play (and lose) West Coast games feels like the least of it. The Mets have been out west so often this year somebody should check to […]
by Jason Fry on 17 June 2008 10:12 pm
The people who run the team to which we give an unhealthy portion of our lives are stupid, brutal cowards.
That’s the only explanation for what happened to Willie Randolph, Rick Peterson and Tom Nieto about 15 hours ago. Nothing Omar Minaya said this afternoon did a thing to convince me otherwise.
Take out your pocket schedule […]
by Greg Prince on 17 June 2008 12:17 pm
A blue and orange clown car pulled into Anaheim last night. One by one, the clowns spilled out as a calliope played madly in the background. Rollicking, it was.
Then one of the clowns went mad and fired Willie Randolph.
That’s what it feels like as Jerry Manuel takes over the Good Ship Mediocrity. That’s what it […]
by Greg Prince on 16 June 2008 7:03 pm
3: Friday, September 26 vs Marlins
“Good evening, everybody. You may be wondering what’s going on down here.
“Well, I’m Joan Hodges, the wife of Gil Hodges. You fans voted my husband the manager on the Mets’ All-Amazin’ Team when the Mets celebrated their 40th anniversary in 2002. It was such an honor considering Gil had been […]
by Greg Prince on 16 June 2008 4:04 am
You know what the Mets are? They're selectively desperate. They saunter and they mosey and they stop to smell the roses and pick at dandelions the great majority of the time, but then something suddenly lights a fire under them (to quote an old friend, “You know what burns my ass? A flame this high.”) […]
by Greg Prince on 15 June 2008 8:42 am
Well, that was stupid.
There may be nothing dimmer one can do than go to Shea Stadium and wait out a rain delay that never ends. Nothing. And notice I said “Shea Stadium” specifically, not “the ballpark” generically. I don’t doubt that postponements in other places are lame, but I know for a fact that Shea-outs […]
by Greg Prince on 15 June 2008 8:41 am
My first definitive “favorite” American Leaguers, other than whoever were playing the Yankees on any given night, were the surprising Texas Rangers of the mid-’70s. I took to them for nearly tripping up the Oakland dynasty in 1974 and seeming poised to overthrow the three-time World Champs in 1975 (though I liked the ’71 A’s […]
by Jason Fry on 14 June 2008 9:04 pm
Well it's the biggest thing in my life I guess
Look at us all, we're nervous wrecks
Hey, we go on next
Joaquin Andujar, who may not be a sage on the Paul Westerberg level but has had his moments, once said that “there is one word in America that […]
by Greg Prince on 14 June 2008 10:41 am
We know how to do disgust, despair, dismal, dismay, disillusion, derision, desperate, diatribe, depressed, disturbed…but I think we've forgotten how to do plain ol' dandy.
We'll give it a shot, though. Bear with us, as it's going to take a little while to recall how this works.
Friday night, the Mets…won?…yes…won.
They won!
Did we spell “won” correctly?
The win […]
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