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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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Spring Training Is Too Long

In mid-March you’re struck by your annual worry: that this year’s Mets don’t seem to hold the same power over you as all the previous years’ did.

In late March I’m struck by my annual grumble: that spring training is just too long.

Oh, spring training. You wait for it forever, the first spark of anticipation appearing […]

Face Facts

American League batters will no longer have Al Leiter to kick around nor, I suppose, will we.

Our erstwhile ace hung ’em up yesterday while a Yankee exhibition was already in progress, saying the time was right. Seemed very Al-ish to bid the game adieu in mid-game. Throw a pitch, get an out and grab a […]

Spring In My Step

Mike Pelfrey started. Billy Wagner finished. The Mets beat the Braves. Gary Cohen and Keith Hernandez told me all about it as I watched exactly what they were watching. And we're still getting a new ballpark.

Have I mentioned that life is good?

Spring training finally began this afternoon. The WBC, save for Reyes and Sanchez, is […]

We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off

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.

A couple of days ago, I had a doctor’s appointment fairly close to Roosevelt Field. Deciding that I deserved something akin to a lollipop for enduring […]

The Time Is SNY

Sorry to hear about your 5 o'clock vigil, hombre. I'll fill you in on Opening Night.

I arrived late — Joshua is sick and was on a mission to watch every episode of Harold and the Purple Crayon, so when I tuned in Mets pregame was beginning. So were AV mishaps. The picture kept garbling and […]

My Five O'Clock World

I thought I was onto something. I'd read the rumors that Cablevision would be a good-faith bargainer and begin airing SNY when it emerged from the video womb full-grown at 5 o'clock this afternoon. One nugget I'd divined was Channel 60 was being saved for the birth of Snigh. Then I was sure I'd stumbled […]

Why We're Not Yankee Fans

(Begin disclaimer)

I know we're a huge-market team. I know we get a disproportionate share of ink. I know actual Royals fans will be horrified that I'd even dare to find common cause with them, given our vast payroll, reasonably bright prospects and appetite for whatever free agents we desire.

But I came of baseball-fan age in […]

Diaspora Spring

Whatever became of Spring Training? Specifically, where did all the Mets go?

This is the spring of our diaspora. The Metropolitan-Americans seem to have been ruthlessly dispersed, scattered from their homeland, no longer allowed to live as a single, coherent tribe.

A third of our starting lineup, a fifth of our rotation and a chunk of our […]

Tommy Gun

Last season saw Met fans come around on Tom Glavine — after Glavine finally came around to realize that what had worked for him for so long in Atlanta wasn't working in New York. For the first half of the year he was still the Manchurian Brave — remember back in April? Andruw Jones said […]

The Sweetest Taboo

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.

I’ve never completely understood the notion that athletes aren’t supposed to express the opinion that they’re going to win before competition commences. Remember the trouble Benny Agbayani […]