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ABOUT US
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 28 September 2006 7:32 pm
This just in: Gary Cohen's coming back to radio.
Not forever, just for the postseason, not for entire games, just for a couple of innings. He'll work with Howie in the fifth and the other guy in the sixth.
Gary Cohen and Howie Rose back together doing New York Mets baseball for an inning a game. That […]
by Greg Prince on 28 September 2006 7:32 pm
This just in: Gary Cohen's coming back to radio.
Not forever, just for the postseason, not for entire games, just for a couple of innings. He'll work with Howie in the fifth and the other guy in the sixth.
Gary Cohen and Howie Rose back together doing New York Mets baseball for an inning a game. That […]
by Jason Fry on 28 September 2006 6:10 am
After 18+ months of this blog thing, we've finally decided to do it: We're offering Faith and Fear in Flushing t-shirts.
See a photo here. This is just a rendering, but I used this particular t-shirt company (CustomInk) for some Mookie Wilson t-shirts I made a couple of years back, and the finished product was slick.
Here's […]
by Jason Fry on 28 September 2006 6:10 am
After 18+ months of this blog thing, we've finally decided to do it: We're offering Faith and Fear in Flushing t-shirts.
See a photo here. This is just a rendering, but I used this particular t-shirt company (CustomInk) for some Mookie Wilson t-shirts I made a couple of years back, and the finished product was […]
by Jason Fry on 28 September 2006 12:32 am
I live about a quarter of a mile from the Brooklyn Bridge. Which is handy, because I'm heading out to jump off of it.
I mean…crap. Are we sure the Phillies can't catch us?
Oh yeah: Greg, you can have my stuff.
by Jason Fry on 28 September 2006 12:32 am
I live about a quarter of a mile from the Brooklyn Bridge. Which is handy, because I'm heading out to jump off of it.
I mean…crap. Are we sure the Phillies can't catch us?
Oh yeah: Greg, you can have my stuff.
by Greg Prince on 27 September 2006 8:43 am
Like the Mets, I napped through a good portion of Tuesday night's game with the Braves. Most of the baseball I saw came later in the evening after I (unlike the Mets) shook off my slumber. On a night when a division was clinched, a collapse continued and a couple of resurrections ensued, you know […]
by Greg Prince on 27 September 2006 8:43 am
Like the Mets, I napped through a good portion of Tuesday night's game with the Braves. Most of the baseball I saw came later in the evening after I (unlike the Mets) shook off my slumber. On a night when a division was clinched, a collapse continued and a couple of resurrections ensued, you know […]
by Greg Prince on 26 September 2006 6:57 pm
Wake up Metsies — I think I got something to say to you:
It's late September and you really should be back in ass-kicking groove.
Perhaps I'm just too nouveau at being nouveau riche, but I don't think so. Eighteen years, shmeighteen years. It was only a half-dozen ago that we were bound for glory. I remember […]
by Greg Prince on 26 September 2006 6:57 pm
Wake up Metsies — I think I got something to say to you:
It’s late September and you really should be back in ass-kicking groove.
Perhaps I’m just too nouveau at being nouveau riche, but I don’t think so. Eighteen years, shmeighteen years. It was only a half-dozen ago that we were bound for glory. I remember […]
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