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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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Kepp On Truckin'

The Sixth Circle of Met Hell is still being wrangled. You'd think with temperatures in the 20s that it would be fun to warm up there, but it's a job.

In the meantime, we get letters, this one from reader Joel Fradin. He knows who he wants to play second for Los Metropolitanatos en el Nuevo […]

I Hope I Look That Good At His Age

The New York Mets today signed 47-year-old Julio Franco to a senior league contract. He will report to their Frostproof, Fla. affiliate in time for the early-bird special.

OK, got that out of my system. Y'know what else is out of my system?

Cairo, DeFelice, Graves, Mientkiewicz, Offerman, Heredia, Takatsu and — this should send everybody dancing […]

John Olerud (That's All)

Six years to the day that it was learned he was leaving the Mets to sign a week later with the Seattle Mariners, John Olerud has announced his retirement from baseball.

Baseball is diminished.

Baseball fans are diminished.

The Mets, long detached from him, are diminished.

We are all diminished.

John Olerud played all of three seasons for the New […]

They Fell In to a Burning Ring of Fire

All heck has broken loose. The Fifth Circle of Met Hell is populated by men who had to really strive to land on the dark side. Jefferies, Kingman and Benitez accomplished varying degrees of good as New York Mets. Yet here they are in the part of MH just shy of where the MFs can […]

Back to the Brimstone

No, this isn't a freakout over Gaby Hernandez plus Somebody Else for Paul LoDuca — for equal servings of brains and brouhaha about that, check out the reader comments on the always-excellent MetsBlog and MetsGeek. (Better bring your oven mitts.) My 30-second take: We have to wait until March, since you gotta see the team […]

If It's Sunday, It Must Be LoDuca

The News is reporting the Mets traded Gaby Hernandez and another minor leaguer yet unnamed for Paul LoDuca.

So what else is new? Another prospect who may or not haunt us for a proven commodity who's getting long in the tooth. I had the feeling we weren't getting either of the two catchers who had offers […]

Dirty Words or Good, Clean Fun?

In the wake of the Mets trading for Carlos Delgado and signing Billy Wagner (let's dwell on that sentence fragment before moving on…ahhh…), I've heard the Mets referred to as a team built to win now. Where I'm from, winning now beats winning later.

Now is sooner. One's sense of what will happen sooner is generally […]

Billy The Met

FoxSports.com's Ken Rosenthal is reporting the Mets have signed Billy Wagner, four years, $43 mil. Includes an option for a fifth year.

The hardest throwing, most effective, longest running left-handed closer most of us have ever seen is a New York Met. He will be handed ninth-inning leads in 2006 and beyond.

I've gotten worse news on […]

Me & My Group Digest Delgado

Until I was 8, I was allergic to poultry, so turkey was a non-starter for my first several Thanksgivings. When I was in kindergarten, I specifically recall we had meatballs, a dish my mother made quite successfully. The Monday after, Mrs. Grapek went around the room and asked each of what we had for Thanksgiving.

Kid […]

Giving Thanks

Hope everybody is getting ready to settle down to plates of turkey, ham, turkey substitute, or whatever you and yours have on tap. (Save some of the orange-and-blue cranberry sauce for us.) On this day of heads bowed, football watched, drunken uncles ignored, mischief at the kids' table and other forms of familial togetherness, I'd […]