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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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All Stat and No Battle

How is it every time I look up I'm immersed in high batting averages? Even if the batting average has been devalued as a key determinant of offensive effectiveness, you'd figure a lineup in which six of the regulars are over .300 — Beltran and Castillo ranked 1 and 2 in the entire National League […]

Digital Killed the Radio Star

One of my signs of spring is that I have to figure out once again how to work my portable radio.

No, I'm not an idiot. (Or perhaps I am, but this isn't the thing that proves it.) It's that my portable radio is a little lozenge of silver plastic whose various buttons had writing explaining […]

From Casey Stengel to Casey Fossum

Who says the Mets don't honor their heritage? Tuesday night they went to St. Louis, where they played their first National League game just over 47 years ago, and paid homage to the 1962 Mets by dropping a game below .500 and appearing en route to 40-120.

The Mets leftfielder fell down.

Twice.

A Mets baserunner failed to […]

88-74 Park

I sense those who really, really love Citi Field off the bat are, in essence, Homer in the episode of The Simpsons when he angered at the high prices and crappy merchandise he continually encountered at the Kwik-E-Mart. But it was all Homer knew, so he put up with it. “If he discovers the discount […]

Sign Your Name Across My Heart

This? This was the big deal? Doc wrote this (photo courtesy of the Post) and the Mets were wailing, “OUR WALLS! OUR BEAUTIFUL BLANK WALLS! YOU HAVE DESECRATED OUR BEAUTIFUL BLANK WALLS WITH YOUR NAME THAT MEANS NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, TO THE SACRED MEMORY OF THE BROOKLYN DODGERS WHO PLAY THEIR HOME GAMES AT WORLD CLASS […]

This One Would Have Been Intolerable in June

After we lost that mildly disgusting 2-1 game to the Marlins, a friend offered sympathies. My response: “I don't know if you do this, but for me early April is Baseball Honeymoon — I'm so happy that my nights and days have normal structure again that losses don't particularly rattle me. And then it's April […]

George Carlin Would've Liked Today's Johan Game

Johan games are different from any other Mets games, very different. For instance, in most Mets games, the other team scores earned runs; in Johan games, the other team earns nothing. In most Mets games the ball is put in play by the offensive team after it is pitched by a Met; in Johan games […]

Breeding Familiarity

How can I be sure, the Rascals asked in 1967, in a world that’s constantly changing? I can be sure via the Mets. That’s their appeal. That’s baseball’s appeal. The constancy reassures. It resonates. It comforts. If the good old Mets can come through anew, maybe we’ll all pull through.

We welcome free agents and acquirees. […]

98 Feet of Gently Rolling Bliss

Sorry, Luis Castillo's singles don't look like line drives in the box score. You can pretty much reverse-engineer whatever the number in the H column is back into little slap jobs or worm killers or humpbacked liners. But sometimes they're enough. Sometimes they wind up in the western side of J.J. Hardy's glove, too far […]

Overdress 'Til May

Weather.com says the temperature at this hour in Corona is 66 degrees and they’ve got a great forecast for this evening in the area. Don’t believe a word of it. In case you think World Class Citi Field improved all the amenities, the climate at night in April still veers to the Shealike. Windier maybe.

My […]