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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 5 May 2009 4:00 pm
The Mets are on a 2-1 tear. Cancel the deathwatch. Schedule the parade.
Well, maybe not yet on either count, though a win in Atlanta following a rain-shortened split in Philadelphia beats losing three of four to the Marlins and Nationals…and seven of ten overall…and being 9-12 when they went to Citizens Bank…and 16-22 from September […]
by Jason Fry on 5 May 2009 5:13 am
I'm heading for New Orleans for three days tomorrow (it will be an interesting trip, as explained in navel-gazing fashion here), so I was eager to get an evening of uninterrupted Mets before I departed.
“Uninterrupted” is an approximation for parents, though — the early innings, with John Maine looking like he was falling apart, unfolded […]
by Greg Prince on 3 May 2009 1:39 am
There’s one possibility nobody has brought up. I don’t think anybody ever said that maybe I just lost my control. Maybe your control is something that can just go. It’s no big thing, but suddenly it’s gone.
—Steve Blass to Roger Angell, 1975
It wasn’t a doubleheader per se, but there were two games for the price […]
by Jason Fry on 2 May 2009 4:19 am
Wait a minute, we scored runs after the first?
Wait a minute, J-Rolls and the Flyin' Hawaiian and Utley and Howard were batting in the ninth (do they ever not?) and there was a two-out walk and the inning didn't end with a Met closer whirling around in horror to stare at a point somewhere above […]
by Greg Prince on 1 May 2009 6:03 pm
Two of your favorite baseball authors (although only one is winsome enough to get away with heretical trade proposals) will be featured on SNY's Mets Weekly Saturday May 2 at noon. Alyssa Milano will be talking about her Touch clothing line and I will surely touch on the book and blog known as Faith and […]
by Greg Prince on 1 May 2009 11:09 am
Welcome to Flashback Friday: I Saw The Decade End, a milestone-anniversary salute to the New York Mets of 1969, 1979, 1989 and 1999. Each week, we immerse ourselves in or at least touch upon something that transpired within the Metsian realm 40, 30, 20 or 10 years ago. Amazin’ or not, here it comes.
Sometimes the […]
by Greg Prince on 30 April 2009 5:21 pm
Back up a truck.
—Giants manager Leo Durocher's player personnel report to owner Horace Stoneham, 1948
The Mets need a heart transplant, a new set of guts and a severe makeover. There are two trades that will never happen, probably couldn't happen, maybe shouldn't happen, but let's say they did.
1) The Mets send David Wright, Jose Reyes, […]
by Greg Prince on 29 April 2009 10:43 pm
Citi Field is beginning to grow on me. The Mets are beginning to feel like fungus.
Spent a lovely afternoon in Section 509, my favorite section to date. First spot I've sat where at least 95% of the field was available to me. Crisp but not uncomfortable weather for Weather Education Day. My buddy Rich made […]
by Jason Fry on 29 April 2009 3:44 am
On a lot of nights, the New York Mets are a pretty unstoppable baseball team from about 7:20 until about 7:45.
Unfortunately, the nights drag on, and so do the Mets. The orange-and-blue hare begins to coast. To hop only now and again. Then it goes to sleep somewhere, and you feel yourself go rigid at […]
by Greg Prince on 28 April 2009 6:36 am
We were not shown the time machine that would make it possible for us to adjust our career choices in order to earn what it will take to afford a seat at the Excelsior Club conference table.
—The author, after visiting the Citi Field Preview Center, September 27, 2007
First class is what's wrong, honey. It used […]
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