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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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Seven Years to Game Seven

As we endeavor to complete our 62nd two-game winning streak — and execute our 104th one-game winning streak — of 2006, I think I’ve finally figured out the deal with this team, specifically why every win has us staking out prime viewing spots on Lower Broadway and every loss has us dissecting traffic patterns on […]

All the Marbles

Wow.
It's possible I've never been so tired.
The email came this morning: Two tickets for tonight's game. $150 each. By the time it got to me it was a decent-length chain of emails, no guarantee the tickets were even still around. And then there was that shocking price tag.
But still.
Emily said she thought I should go. […]

All the Marbles

Wow.

It’s possible I’ve never been so tired.

The email came this morning: Two tickets for tonight’s game. $150 each. By the time it got to me it was a decent-length chain of emails, no guarantee the tickets were even still around. And then there was that shocking price tag.

But still.

Emily said she thought I should go. […]

Miles and Miles of Hope

The next time I look at this page, I'll know how much our collective faith this season and this day has paid off. Whatever happens at Shea Stadium tonight, it hasn't been for naught.
Until I see you again, Let's Go Mets.
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of […]

Miles and Miles of Hope

The next time I look at this page, I’ll know how much our collective faith this season and this day has paid off. Whatever happens at Shea Stadium tonight, it hasn’t been for naught.

Until I see you again, Let’s Go Mets.

Something has changed within me

Something is not the same

I’m through with playing by the […]

All I Need Is A Miracle

Welcome to a special pre-Game Six edition of Flashback Friday, a weekly feature devoted to the 20th anniversary of the 1986 World Champion New York Mets.
Twenty years, 43 Fridays. This, because sometimes it's imperative that you go on short rest, is one of them.
Stupid Grape Nut Flakes. I'm never eating them again. What the hell […]

All I Need Is A Miracle

Welcome to a special pre-Game Six edition of Flashback Friday, a weekly feature devoted to the 20th anniversary of the 1986 World Champion New York Mets.

Twenty years, 43 Fridays. This, because sometimes it’s imperative that you go on short rest, is one of them.

Stupid Grape Nut Flakes. I’m never eating them again. What the […]

Faith in Flushing (Fear Strikes Out)

Great news! We've already done what we need to do tonight and tomorrow night 61* times in 2006.
1. April 6 and 7.
2. April 7 and 9.
3. April 9 and 11.
4. April 11 and 12.
5. April 12 and 13.
6. April 13 and 14.
7. April 16 and 17.
8. April 25 and 26.
9. April 26 and 28.
10. April […]

Faith in Flushing (Fear Strikes Out)

Great news! We’ve already done what we need to do tonight and tomorrow night 61* times in 2006.

1. April 6 and 7.

2. April 7 and 9.

3. April 9 and 11.

4. April 11 and 12.

5. April 12 and 13.

6. April 13 and 14.

7. April 16 and 17.

8. April 25 and 26.

9. April 26 and 28.

10. April […]

Appointment in Shea Tamarra

There was a GM in Gotham who sent his manager to the Midwest to win two out of three, and in a little while the manager came back, pale and trembling, and said, “Omar, just now when I was in the Midwest I was jostled by a man wearing red in the stadium and when […]