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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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9 For 9

So, what did you do today?

Oh, beat the Braves twice. Pretty much buried their fading Wild Card hopes. Stuck two tomahawks in their figurative head.

Anything else?

Lowered our magic number a couple of times. It’s 9 now. Got another huge game out of Shawn Green. Saw Beltran come back and look fine.

That it?

Pretty much…oh yeah, Oliver […]

10 For 10

Nothing like eating the Braves’ lunch for lunch. Dave Williams continues to make a compelling case for the postseason (I hope somebody’s paying attention). Carlos D went L Ong. Shawn Green stopped pressing and started hitting. Guillermo Mota has always been a great Met.

But most of all, winning the opener of the doubleheader means the […]

A Connecticut Blogger in Grand Central's Food Court

“Game's called.”

“No game.”

“Rainout.”

“They're not playing.”

“It's called.”

Mets fans are the most helpful people there are when they see you walking in the direction of their stadium and they're walking the other way soaked. It was just before 7 o'clock that I stepped off the 7 (and around various tennis detours…what a waste of good stickball balls) […]

Rainy Day Whining #12 + #35

Rain at the beach is depressing.

Rain at the beach, followed by a rainout of the night's baseball game, is slightly more depressing.

Being depressed by a rainout in a city just two hours away when you've been watching it rain all day? I have no excuse.

I mean, really. I knew the Phillies were rained out. I'd […]

Steve Trachsel, Spiteful Genius

Yes, perfect. Let's lull the Braves into a sense of vitality. Let Chuck James retire almost everybody he faces. Aim balls to fall just barely into the gloves of Matt Diaz, Andruw Jones and Jeff Francoeur. Allow bunts to become hits and mishandle anything around first base. Kudos all around, but save your heartiest “attaboy!” […]

11 For 11

Just enough magic to make Sunday worthwhile.

After the Phillies came back on the Braves after the Braves came back on the Phillies, and as Roy Oswalt earned his every penny, I thought we were going to be stuck on 12 as the day grew late. Then I discovered there was a second game to be […]

The View From Vaguely Afar

This year vacation's hardly a vacation, Metwise: LBI's cable system has SNY and the WB, the FAN is audible, and there's high-speed Internet access. Add that up and subtract Braden Looper, and you've got a recipe for the perfect vacation, at least in my book.

And you can't beat a 2:05 start for one's first day […]

12 For 12

The skies, they drench, but the magic number, it drips. Saturday afternoon, it dripped from 14 to 13. Though it was possible more could have been done about it, it only dripped from 13 to 12 Saturday night. Mets won but so did the Phillies. Not a biggie, though. Who wants the Braves to sweep […]

1 For Carlos

I'm not a doctor, I don't play one on TV, I don't pretend to be able to make diagnoses while watching TV which also means I'm not the Majority Leader of the United States Senate. But never mind that right now. What's important is what condition Carlos Beltran's condition is in. Because when he went […]

13 For 13

The day portion of our day-night magic number watch has scratched another notch off the countin’ wall. I won’t exactly say, “thanks Braves,” but, uh…never mind. A digit is a digit. This afternoon’s Phillies loss means we have but 13 left, at least until evening.

13.01: Fonzie. Until we started growing great Mets in the Dominican […]