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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 Greg Prince on 11 July 2009 12:35 pm
What's the big deal about Jonathan Sanchez? We have no hitters in our lineup all the time.
On the Friday night the Mets traded Church, their offense may as well have stayed in temple. Then again, every night is the Sabbath for these bats. A day of rest…a week of rest…a month of rest…there's a reason […]
by Greg Prince on 10 July 2009 10:49 pm
You read it here first on February 24: Ryan Church would not last the season as the Mets' primary starting rightfielder because nobody lasts the season as the Mets' primary starting rightfielder two seasons running. Well, maybe Jeff Francoeur will. The ex-Brave with the great arm arrives in exchange for Ryan, who hopefully leaves with […]
by Greg Prince on 10 July 2009 10:27 pm
Welcome to Flashback Friday: I Saw The Decade End, a milestone-anniversary salute to the New York Mets of 1969, 1979, 1989 and 1999. Each week, we immerse ourselves in or at least touch upon something that transpired within the Metsian realm 40, 30, 20 or 10 years ago. Amazin’ or not, here it comes.
They — […]
by Greg Prince on 10 July 2009 10:23 pm
Every summer Sports Illustrated devotes a double-issue to tracking down athletes from 10, 20 and so on years ago. This summer they made the best “Where Are They Now?” choice they could regarding the cover. Get yourself a copy of the July 13-20 SI. Michael Bamberger wrote a story worthy of the subject matter, and it’s accompanied […]
by Greg Prince on 10 July 2009 4:27 am
Now Rivera brings the hands together…
Runners take a lead at all three bases.
One-two to Franco…
LINE DRIVE base hit into right field!
Henderson scores!
Here comes Alfonzo…
Here comes O'Neill's throw to the plate…
Alfonzo slides…
He's safe, the Mets win it!
THE METS WIN IT!
MATT FRANCO WITH A LINE DRIVE SINGLE TO RIGHT AND HE'S BEING MOBBED BY HIS TEAMMATES!
Matt Franco, […]
by Jason Fry on 10 July 2009 3:19 am
Livan Hernandez, being a student of baseball history, was not going to let the 40th anniversary of Tom Seaver's fateful encounter with Jimmy Qualls go by unheralded. No, Livan Lacking offered Tom Terrific a ballfield tribute: To celebrate Seaver recording 25 outs before Qualls' clean single, Livan decided to pay homage to a Hall of […]
by Greg Prince on 9 July 2009 7:39 am
The Mets have won their last four one-run games. In fact their last four wins have all been of the one-run variety. They beat the best team in baseball Wednesday night. They stayed close to each of their rivals in the N.L. East. Oliver Perez is 1-0 since early May.
See what happens when you read […]
by Jason Fry on 8 July 2009 4:49 am
Reality can be a plunge into a cold bath, or it can just be reality. Tonight I watched the Mets lose by a pair of grand slams to the Dodgers and didn't even flinch.
What good would flinching have done? I figured the Mets would lose, and just hoped it would be dull and pitiable instead […]
by Greg Prince on 7 July 2009 8:17 pm
You might find yourself aggravated this summer, but you won't find yourself alone. Not when there are other Mets fans like you just waiting to keep you company on three very special evenings.
Two weeks from tonight — July 21 at 7:00 PM while the Mets' bats are getting untracked in Washington — comes the first […]
by Greg Prince on 6 July 2009 10:18 pm
There’re just so many summers, babe. And just so many springs.
Don Henley’s lyrics came to me early in the 1993 season. Too early. 1993 wasn’t, sadly, the last worthless season that we’d have to spend, but damned if it didn’t seem the baseball summer to which we looked forward all winter went kaput before it […]
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