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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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Don't Get Me Wrong

Welcome to Flashback Friday, a weekly feature devoted to the 20th anniversary of the 1986 World Champion New York Mets.

Twenty years, 43 Fridays. This is one of them.

As the institutional kvelling over the 2006 Mets shifts into high gear, I listened to Tim Kurkjian on Baseball Tonight quote an unnamed National League manager […]

Just Like Wally Said

Well, hell. You beat me to it. But since we're in agreement, let's walk down memory lane for a moment.

This is from Keith Hernandez's excellent If at First…, one of the better year-in-the-life books written by a pro athlete. It's from the 1986 chapter, found in the paperback edition. I've been thinking about it for […]

Why They're Not Gonna Get Us

I’m going to Friday night’s game against the Orioles. I have three standing ovations planned.

One will be for the home team, returning to its headquarters office after the road trip from heaven.

One will be for Melvin Mora. It will be his first appearance at Shea since he was traded away in 2000. He was one […]

Shout This Out Loud

For the first time in public, I will now reveal my theme song for the 2006 Mets. I’ve been using it in my head since Saturday but have hesitated to mention it here because of loads of bad precedent where me and adopted Mets theme songs are concerned.

But bad precedent has left the building. Just […]

Lesson Plan Unlearned

Time's up. Pencils down. Please pass your papers forward.

Let me look these over…hmmm…no…no…NO.

Class, the Regents is coming up next week and this practice test indicates to me that none of you are ready. I'm not going to embarrass anybody by name, but for the good of everybody, I'm going to read aloud some excerpts from […]

Hush. Shhhh. Don't Say Nothin'.

The Mets beat the Phillies silly! Survived a rain delay before things were official, the short porch and the Satanic ministrations of Angel Hernandez! Thrived under those conditions, even!

Hush.

The final West Coast swing of the year, a harsh road trip with a jaunt to Philly as a chaser, ends tomorrow and the worst we can […]

Up The Tracks

Glad you liked what you saw in every sense of the word. I had to miss the ninth last night while on a train, too. But I was coming at it from another direction. From the north. From the past.

It was New York Giants Fan Club Night in Riverdale, my once-a-year day of paying live […]

I Want One of Those

All those Met fans you see at Citizens Bank Park? They're either staying with friends in Philly, or they're crazy. Man am I tired.

The inaugural visit by me and Emily to CBP couldn't have gone more swimmingly, however: quick trip down on the Amtrak, cab ride with our friends Jerome and Val (though the cabbie […]

It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

Stroll down the block to a newsstand near you and things look pretty good today. Back page of Newsday says we're Best In The Show, judged No. 1 in all of MLB. The Daily News, which can't quite shake its pinstriped myopia, has figured out that At long last, Mets are KINGS OF N.Y. …and […]

The First Time The World Ended

Baseball was screwed. Summer was screwed. We were screwed.

It was 25 years ago today that the world as we knew and cherished it stopped spinning. It was the first day of the Baseball Strike of 1981.

They killed the game. It would never be the same. Yet here we are, a quarter-century later, happily rolling along, […]