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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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Gettin' Dickey Wit It

I know, I know…the Mets are yet again revealing themselves an unserious and possibly inept organization for not (or not yet) signing an impact free agent while instead laying in a supply of R.A. Dickeys for the hard winter ahead. It’s an easy enough charge to level.

Still, can I say something in some combination of […]

SNY Presents Stuffed Cabbage in Jars

When Mad Men‘s brilliant third season ended in November, I thought I had seen every compelling thing I could possibly see on 2009 television regarding life as it was lived in 1963 Manhattan. And then last week came Mets Yearbook: 1963, and all I could say was, “Eat your hat, Don Draper.”

It’s not a competition […]

You Cannot Make This Stuff Up

From David Waldstein in the New York Times:

In 2002, three years after Valentine urged them to do so, the Mets brought in Satoru Komiyama, a control pitcher they called the Greg Maddux of Japan. Again, their timing was off. By the time the Mets got Komiyama, he was more like the Mike Maddux of Japan.

Based […]

Miracles Never Cease

Apologies in advance if a technical matter temporarily disappears this post. We’re still in the process of switching blog platforms, and I was going to wait on any further posting ’til it’s done, but I wanted to continue to get the word out about the following project…plus snow is falling on Long Island like pop […]

Mets Yearbook: 1963

Thursday night (12/17) at 7:30 marks the fifth and oldest to date installment of Mets Yearbook on SNY. It’s 1963 and, based on my previous viewing of this particular highlight film, it promises to be a gem among gems. That’s sayin’ something considering the channel has batted 4-for-4 with a quartet home runs thus far. […]

Just Another Panic Monday

It’s hard enough being a Mets fan these days without inventing apoplexies. Thus, when I read John Harper in the Daily News go tabloid-dramatic and declare December 14 was Black Monday, I rolled my eyes and shrugged at the insipidness of it all.

Tuesday, when Harper’s piece ran, was a worse day for sports journalism than […]

The Hopefully Not Very Big Move

If all goes as planned, sometime next week we will be reborn on the WordPress platform.

This should mean very little is different. Those finding us through faithandfearinflushing.com should continue to do so. Ditto for those using our blogharbor address. All our posts are being moved over. At least at first, the design will look very […]

27 Minutes Outside Citi Field

Ebbets Field was always in reach. There were obstacles — money, the policeman’s shoe, a leap, the greasy garageman — but a boy could contend with them and triumph, if he had wit and persistence and a touch of courage. It was easy and absolutely irrational to relate getting to see a Dodger game with […]

So Young, Yet So Overgrown

Citi Field in the offseason…not exactly the happiest place on Earth, at least from this corner.

And There Happens To Be a Housing Project Right Here

Mets fan in my heart, Giants fan in my soul, but the Dodgers are rattling around in there somewhere. With the help of the intrepid Peter Laskowich, I lit out in November to try to understand Citi Field a little better by interfacing with the spirit of its architectural progenitor. I don’t know if I […]