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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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These Things Happen
by Greg Prince on 10 August 2024 1:03 pm A pretty good baseball team soundly defeated another pretty good baseball team on Friday night in a corner of the country far from the one where I struggled to stay awake to witness the entirety of the contest. By drifting off as I tend to when baseball games begin inconveniently late where I am, I missed a couple of runs scoring, which was OK, since none of the runs scored in any inning were scored by the pretty good team I was rooting for. My team’s still pretty good even if it didn’t win. These things happen, just like my in-game naps. Maybe it will work out better tonight. I’ll probably fall asleep for at least part of it.
My team needs to play games earlier, and, if possible, only the games it wins.
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It was fun to see the Mets do nothing in person, just like on TV. Some attempts to get a “Let’s Go Mets” chant going failed. Seattle’s a quiet place.
Interleague games are extremely boring in general. I was grateful for Cohen and Zeile doing the game, but Gelbs is even more obnoxious than usual as the studio co-host.
Gelbs really is an obnoxious jackass.