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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 4 June 2007 9:10 am
2007 is one-third and one game over. Geez, doesn't it seem like Opening Night in St. Louis was maybe last week? It was more than two months ago. That's baseball for you: a long season that disappears way too quickly.
What kind of year has it been? Quite good, if you enjoy the Mets being 15 […]
by Greg Prince on 3 June 2007 7:49 am
Despite some ornery caretakers, Shea Stadium is the ultimate old friend to a Mets fan. Every year you go a minimum of six months without having seen him, yet the second you lay eyes on him, it’s like you never spent a winter’s second apart.
There are others in your life who are like that. You […]
by Greg Prince on 2 June 2007 5:24 am
Brandon Webb was real good Friday night. The players who played for the Mets were less so. Guess what happens when you plug that formula into an actual game.
Bingo.
A lineup chock full of future obscurities and curiosities was perfect for me and my companion for the evening, the one and only Mark from Mets Walkoffs […]
by Greg Prince on 1 June 2007 7:01 pm
When their season began, they were nobody. When it ended, they were somebody. If it’s the first Friday of the month, then we’re remembering them in this special 1997 Mets edition of Flashback Friday.
Ten years, seven Fridays. This is one of them.
The first Subway Series had ended. Interleague baseball among neighbors, despite the affront […]
by Greg Prince on 1 June 2007 8:18 am
Don't Root For Injuries. In Game Five of the 1988 NLCS at Shea, Kirk Gibson slid into second and came up in obvious pain. Mets fans cheered. There, I thought, that's it, we're screwed. Be a human being about these things. Wish no pain on anyone. Wish they enjoy a pain-free three-month stay on the […]
by Greg Prince on 31 May 2007 4:46 pm
“It was nice to be back,” Guillermo Mota said after last night’s Zito-induced somnambufest, a 2:29 sleepwalk that featured no Mets runs and an hourlong nap in the middle of it by your correspondent. I woke up in time to see Mota’s return. Like everything else in this game, it barely stirred me.
Amplitude Modulation radio […]
by Jason Fry on 31 May 2007 1:32 am
Before this game goes into the books for good or ill (ill's tucked in by the rail and riding hard), a word about the improbable events of last night — perhaps the only time in Mets history a walkoff home run will leave me and Emily blinking in puzzlement instead of leaping about. (I mean, […]
by Greg Prince on 30 May 2007 5:48 pm
Dear Citi Field,
Hello. We don't know each other yet, but I will be one of the fans who, if nothing terrible happens to either one of us, will be keeping you company during the first years, hopefully decades, of your life. I've been looking at pictures of you since you were conceived and even grabbed […]
by Greg Prince on 30 May 2007 2:33 pm
Ladies and gentlemen, the blog is not burning.
I was sitting in my office shortly after 8 AM preparing just the right words to describe the thrill of being at last night's glorious victory when I happened to notice the smell of smoke and the sound of an alarm and, wiz that I am, eventually put […]
by Greg Prince on 29 May 2007 2:01 pm
Somebody call Bernie Mac, D.L. Hughley, Steve Harvey and Cedric the Entertainer and tell them to find a new line of work. They may be The Original Kings of Comedy, but today comedy has new kings.
Meet the hysterical duo of Noah Fowle and Dave Goldiner. These comic geniuses have penned perhaps the funniest article ever […]
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