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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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Now THAT'S a Save

Francisco Rodriguez did not evoke visions of Neil Allen Saturday night. He was simply Francisco Rodriguez, the closer we hoped we’d be getting when he was signed in December 2008. Ever since trying his hardest to blow the final game in San Francisco, that’s pretty much been the K-Rod we’ve received.

The Mets’ 1-0 gem included […]

Welcome to the Club, Mike Hessman

My contempt for my team was utter and total as the bottom of the ninth inning unfolded at Citizens Bank Park Friday night. I imagine yours was, too. What a travesty this evening had been. At the risk of proving everything Bobby Ojeda, Andy Martino, and Brian Schneider have been saying about the Mets lacking […]

Take Me Out to New Busch Stadium

Welcome to Flashback Friday: Take Me Out to 34 Ballparks, a celebration, critique and countdown of every major league ballpark one baseball fan has been fortunate enough to visit in a lifetime of going to ballgames.

BALLPARK: Busch Stadium (New)
HOME TEAM: St. Louis Cardinals
VISITS: 1, including a tour
VISITED: August 2, 2006
CHRONOLOGY: 30th of 34
RANKING: 15th of […]

Ten Reasons to Be Happy

1. Ike Davis made an ugly error last night. But you were surprised, weren’t you? When Daniel Murphy or Carlos Delgado made an error, you weren’t surprised at all. And Ike’s still learning.

2. Somewhere out there, some kid spent today staring at the back of his or her first Mets baseball card, soaking up information […]

Another One Bites the Must

As Games Behind go, my rule of thumb for holding out the slightest Met hope before September is 7½. I adopted it in August of 1973. The Mets were buried in the National League East cellar, but it was a shallow enough grave so that I could invest a modicum of faith in the concept […]

Damned Season Extended

’Twas a victory of and for the Damned. Damned Castillo. Damned Francoeur. Damned Rodriguez. Damned Mets and their perpetually damning fans.

We won the damn thing!

Y’know what, I’m not even gonna give ya the spiel about it’s just one game. Of course it’s just one game. That’s what a baseball season is: 162 episodes of just […]

Next Year Comes Early

By now I’m not even mad at them.

No, the worst I can manage while watching the Mets stagger around and lose is a weary exasperation. The competitive portion of the 2010 season is nearing its end, and whatever disappointment I felt over that has dissipated by now. You never know, as baseball sages will tell […]

Home Is Where The Hall Is

“Thank you. This is really, really amazing. And it feels so good to be home.”

So said Doc Gooden Sunday as he was inducted into the New York Mets Hall of Fame, and he couldn’t have been more correct — for him or for us.

On some level, Dwight Gooden’s been wandering the periphery of Metsdom […]

The Intersection of Cashen & Strawberry

In the spring of 1980, the New Yorker’s Roger Angell was making his incomparable annual rounds and alighted on St. Petersburg for a morning B-squad game between  Joe Torre’s Mets and their neighbors, Ken Boyer’s Cardinals. The rookie getting everybody’s attention that March was St. Louis’s big first baseman Leon Durham — “he is called […]

The Perfect Team

The perfect team needs no enhancements at the trading deadline. Enhancements are for teams with glaring imperfections, first-place outfits like the Cardinals, the Padres, the Braves, the Yankees. They admitted their imperfections by making trades. So much for them. Perfection is obviously embodied in the tied-for-third place Mets, a club that stood pat Saturday afternoon […]