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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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That’s Powerful Stuff

When your opponent puts double digits in the run column and you win, anyway…

When you record a final score in your favor that you haven’t posted since the final months of the previous century…

When the prohibitive favorite to lead your team in his signature category for a record-tying fifth consecutive season might be compelled to […]

The Mets Won -- That's Great

Here’s a no doubt scintillating look behind the curtain at Faith & Fear headquarters: We divvy up games by having whoever’s more engaged/worried about the next week or so send out an email proposing a more or less equal division of labor:

Jace Th, Sat, Tues
Greg Fri, Sun, Wed?

That sort of thing. Then there’s some horsetrading, […]

They’re Out — Yesterday in Flushing

One of the greatest baseball anecdotes ever repeated flew off the bat of Pittsburgh Crawfords catcher Josh Gibson, who was reported to have hit a ball out of Forbes Field “so high and so far that no one saw it come down,” leaving the umpire no choice but to call it a home run without […]

Tick Tick Tick ... Boom

By one measure, Justin Verlander looked pretty good after facing 16 Dodgers on Friday night at Citi Field to kick off the second half of the 2023 season: He hadn’t allowed a hit, keeping the Mets even in a 0-0 pitchers’ duel with Julio Urias.

And if that’s the extent of what you saw, well, maybe […]

I Could Say I'd Been to Shea

On July 11, 2023, the National League defeated the American League in an All-Star Game for the first time since 2012, which added a flourish to the 50th Anniversary celebration of this correspondent’s first game at Shea Stadium, which occurred on July 11, 1973. To commemorate the seminal occasion, I dug into the Faith and […]

Yo, No Way

If you were beginning to worry that the All-Star break would impede the Mets’ gathering momentum for a push toward playoff contention, rest easy this week. There is no momentum. There will be no playoff contention.

All provisional prognostication is subject to change with the emergence of the next six-game winning streak, but by the time […]

How Quickly Things Change

A little over a week ago, we were lamenting the fact that the Mets seemed incapable of winning any games; Saturday night found us grousing that they couldn’t, in fact, win them all.

That’s how quickly things change in baseball, and how speedily they’d changed for the Mets: Good starting pitching, timely hitting and actual luck […]

One (Maybe) Gets Out of Here Alive

It took ten innings, but the Mets made the Padres look like the Mets while preventing the Padres from making the Mets look like the Padres. This is to say the East Coast version of the Padres beat the West Coast version of the Mets, 7-5, in extras.

If I wasn’t following one of these teams […]

Mystery Mets

Who are these guys and what have they done with the 2023 Mets?

Actually, don’t answer that, because who cares? And don’t look for them, because this is fine.

Unlike Wednesday’s heroic, up-off-the-mat victory, there wasn’t a lot of sweat expended Thursday in urging the Mets across the finish line. The game was essentially over in the […]

Midnight at the Oasis

A late night West Coast game is a late night West Coast game under any guise, whether the coast is relatively ballpark-adjacent or an entire state over. Arizona’s oceanic only in that it chooses to not spring its clocks forward for Daylight Saving Time, meaning that for all intents and purposes from a New Yorker’s […]