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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 21 August 2018 2:24 am
“Whoo! Whoo! Wasn’t that awesome?”
“Absolutely! Great concert! Thanks for turning me on to them.”
“Sure.”
“One thing, though.”
“What?”
“I never asked you. How did they get their name?”
“You don’t know the story?”
“No.”
“Really? I thought everybody did.”
“I swear I don’t.”
“Well, it goes back […]
by Greg Prince on 20 August 2018 12:50 pm
Whoever decided to release Jason Vargas and replace him with this new dynamic starting pitcher VARGY deserves the full-time GM job. VARGY was NOT AT ALL VARGAS as he tamed the Phillies for five innings and lasted well into the sixth on Sunday night, providing all the pitching required […]
by Jason Fry on 18 August 2018 11:53 pm
There’s a reflexive wariness in listening to discussions of great pitchers of other eras, a little voice that pipes up to remind you that while those hurlers were undoubtedly amazing, stories have a way of growing in the telling.
I saw Bob Gibson strike out 22 Reds during a tornado that tore the facade right off […]
by Greg Prince on 18 August 2018 2:48 pm
My itinerary to take in Friday night’s Mets-Phillies game at Citizens Bank Park was not configured by an app that promises to suggest only the longest journeys possible, but it could have been. One of the things I like about Citizens Bank is it’s close enough to […]
by Jason Fry on 17 August 2018 11:54 am
Joy of excess? Oh baby, we hadn’t seen anything yet.
Game 1 of Thursday’s doubleheader against the Phils was a rain of records, superlatives and astonished exclamations. Twenty-four runs, a new club record. Twenty-five hits, a new club record for a nine-inning game. A 20-run margin of victory, also a new club record.
Weirdly, the crazy 24-4 outburst […]
by Greg Prince on 16 August 2018 11:46 am
Why win by one when you can win by eleven? The Mets can win by eleven?
The answer to the latter is yes, apparently. The answer to the former is never win by one when you can win by eleven. […]
by Jason Fry on 14 August 2018 11:02 pm
If the Orioles played us every day, they’d be 162-0.
Seriously, this is getting to be a bit much. The Orioles need the Hubble telescope to see fourth place, let alone the top of the standings, but they’ve had no problem handling us this year. On Tuesday Jason Vargas pitched decently enough, but I still maintain there’s no […]
by Jason Fry on 14 August 2018 11:39 am
How many ways, exactly, can one game be a make-up date?
The obvious: the Mets and Yankees reported for duty in the Bronx to complete the July half of this year’s Subway Series, which had been erased by rain. Despite an extremely wet morning in New York and a brief in-game squall, the second try proceeded […]
by Jason Fry on 13 August 2018 12:22 pm
Off-day? What off-day? Today brings Jacob deGrom vs. the Yankees, a rematch caused by rain. Which as I type this is blanketing New York again, with more to come. There’s an easy line about the elements being too tough an enemy for even the mighty Sir Jake, except that the mighty Sir Jake routinely is […]
by Jason Fry on 11 August 2018 11:41 pm
I was supposed to be writing this recap at home, finally returned from an eight-day jaunt that took me to six states and five ballparks (four of them new), with a side of genealogy dorkery. But that was before Biblical rains descended on New York, blanketing it in radar bands of creeping green, bubbling yellow […]
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