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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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It Feels Like the Very First Time

Harvey’s better. And we’re not so bad ourselves.

The pitcher you may have caught on TV, and if you can’t be John Buck, that’s not a bad way to catch him. Certainly you have the benefit of helpful camera angles, possibly pause and rewind buttons and all the concentration you care to muster. You could see […]

I Can't Even

Remember when Matt Harvey nearly no-hit the Twins?

That was fun.

Since then, this is what we’ve had:

Sunday: Snowed out

Monday: Snowed out

Tuesday: Lose double-header

Wednesday: Snowed out

Thursday: Lose

And now here’s Matt Harvey on tap again. Well, except he’s facing a team that’s just a bit better than the Twins.

Oh, and it’s supposed to rain.

I assumed they would lose […]

The Twinight Zone

Please come to Denver
With the snowfall…
—Dave Loggins

Submitted for your approval…nah, scratch that. Who here would approve of anything the Mets did Tuesday night in the city that’s been their personal Twilight Zone for two decades? Not fans of the Mets. Certainly not fans of crisp, clean baseball. Perhaps fans of the Rockies, but honestly, those […]

Let a Smile Be Your Frisella

Jason Maoz of the Jewish Press recently published a heartfelt appreciation of all baseball has meant to him since the summer Tom Seaver (the Matt Harvey of his day, I hear) began to illuminate our landscape. Maoz has been a faithful Mets fan going back more than 45 years now, and as such, has never […]

More Accurate Than Blasphemous

And God said, Let the frozen waters from the heaven be melted unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so.

And God called the dry land Target Field; and the grouping together of the opponents he called Twins: and God saw that they weren’t so good.

And God said, Let Harvey bring […]

A Run for Each Degree

OK, not quite … but it sure felt that way.

I would love to get an up-close look at Target Field, which I’ve seen praised as a wonderful park and the anti-Citi for its generous portions of Twinsiana. And one day I will. But tonight I was happy to be 1,200 miles away huddled on a […]

Play Him or Trade Him

Just trade Jordany Valdespin so we can get to the part where the Mets gave up on him too soon. When he has a good game or a string of them or, for all we know, a career of them, we can just throw the Valdespin trade on the pile with Jeff Kent and Jeromy […]

Ask Dillon Gee Anything

Look, just forget about that one.

Certainly Dillon Gee would like to.

I came out of Gee’s nightmare of a second inning thinking that Objects on Scoreboard Are Less Dire Than They Appear — several of the hits had just found holes, the Mets were driving balls off Cliff Lee, and it was Citizens Bank Park.

But then […]

Roy Story 2

The Mets taking it to Roy Halladay is a great thing. I’m not sure that’s who they beat up Monday night, however.

That couldn’t have been the Roy Halladay who gave the Mets and the rest of the National League fits in 2010 and 2011 after owning the American League for years prior. This was the […]

Gold Stars

On Sunday afternoon a strange thing happened at Citi Field: The Mets won the kind of game that used to constantly go the Marlins’ way.

Seriously, if you’ve been a Mets fan for 10 years or so, look at this sequence out of context and tell me it doesn’t conjure up Soilmaster Stadium, Luis Castillo, Antonio […]