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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 11 October 2005 4:54 am
Congratulations, Angels. I hope you enjoy your flight to Chicago. You done good.
Those chants directed at Alex Rodriguez? Turns out they’re…
GIDP! GIDP! GIDP!
And who’s not paying off the umpires? Since when is Joe West an exemplar of integrity? Way to go, Country Joe. Somewhere J.C. Martin is howling with delight.
Hold on, there’s a call…
“Hello? Bernie? […]
by Greg Prince on 10 October 2005 7:16 pm
Forgive me for trotting out this hoary chestnut where the classic NLDS Game 4 between Atlanta and Houston was concerned, but it was a shame either one of these teams had to win.
Atlanta deserved to lose for having neglected to build a reliable bullpen.
Houston deserved to lose because they have Roger Clemens.
Atlanta deserved to lose […]
by Greg Prince on 10 October 2005 10:06 am
Good morning, Angels. I hope you had a pleasant flight.
I have an assignment for you. Bosley has the file on the deadly enemy I need to you to quell, so as I describe each member of this venomous force, he will show you the last known pictures we have on them.
Angels, I'm going to ask […]
by Greg Prince on 7 October 2005 9:24 am
The year was 2005. I was 42 years old.
But you already knew that.
After these past eight months, I can’t imagine there’s much more that you don’t already know about me or the Mets, whether you wanted to or not. They were playing just a week ago and me, I haven’t shut up about it since. […]
by Greg Prince on 6 October 2005 7:00 am
…another season of faith and fear in Flushing.
It has to mean something that up here in the grimopolis that is February in New York, a nasty afternoon shower has given way to a rainbow outside my office window.
Though it wouldn't be Port St. Lucie without some of the usual Met weirdness.
Why didn't Reyes ever finish […]
by Greg Prince on 6 October 2005 7:00 am
No Poormouthing.
No Apologies Necessary.
No Being Glad The Season's Ending.
Shea Is Readily Reachable.
High-Five The Good Things.
With an 0-2 count, Boyer tries to throw another meatball past the old man, the hobbled catcher, #31 who's trying to adjust to a bat that's slower, a swing that's longer and later. It's a battle no hitter ever wins — […]
by Greg Prince on 6 October 2005 1:04 am
You can’t take a picture of this. It’s already gone.
—Nate Fisher
This year’s Nikon Camera players of the year are Gary Cohen and Howie Rose. At the end of the season, the players of the year will have their efforts lovingly admired by this blog.
It was no contest. If they’re doing their jobs well, the radio […]
by Greg Prince on 5 October 2005 3:34 am
MOST VALUABLE METS AS EXPRESSED VIA THEIR BEVERAGE EQUIVALENTS
1. Pedro Martinez is Jolt Cola: Twice the sugar. All the caffeine. Not only can’t you close your eyes, you won’t want to. The hum in your head is unmistakable. Your senses are tingling. Gotta have another blast of that stuff. A sprinkler could come on and […]
by Greg Prince on 4 October 2005 9:04 am
In 1992, Jimmy Breslin was grumpy. He was covering the Iowa caucuses and wandered into a candidate's headquarters. The volunteer at the front desk didn't know who he was. He harumphed that if Mario Cuomo were running for president, everybody in the room would know him.
And if things had gone about one game per month […]
by Greg Prince on 3 October 2005 7:37 am
My birthday is December 31. I tell you that because I have a real problem with year-in-review features. Everybody from the World Almanac to Newsweek to Entertainment Tonight produces those looks back at “the year” in advance of the actual year ending. It's understandable, I suppose, given deadlines and the holidays and a belief that […]
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