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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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Two Stretches

Welcome to Flashback Friday: Tales From The Log, a final-season tribute to Shea Stadium as viewed primarily through the prism of what I have seen there for myself, namely 358 regular-season and 13 postseason games to date. The Log records the numbers. The Tales tell the stories.

6/9/99 W Toronto (A) 2-0 Reed 12 […]

Find A Way Back Into Love

Is it a coincidence that Valentine's Day coincides with Pitchers & Catchers? Aren't they the two most romantic dates on the calendar? Shouldn't they just be fused as one mushy, gushy holiday wherein we could celebrate all our true loves with utter efficiency?

Happy Valentine's Day today, and a good Pitchers & Catchers to one and […]

Place Your Bets

Some of this conversation actually took place last month while I was in Vegas for a bachelor-party weekend:

Me, approaching cashier: I want to place a wager on the New York Mets winning the 2008 World Series. What are their current odds?

Cashier: 8-to-1.

Me: Huh.

Cashier: How much do you want to wager?

Me: Well, that's a good […]

You Can't Go The Distance Without Some Resistance

There was a time when I wanted to be Billy Joel. In tenth grade, a teacher asked everybody in the class to name the person, presumably famous, he or she would be if being that person were possible. I wrote down Billy Joel. And I think I meant it.

52nd Street was out then and its […]

Look Both Ways

Hit or an error? Look to your right. The scoreboard transmits the official ruling. Look to your left. The Sign Man tells you what you’re thinking.

Before there were helpful little gadgets any more exotic than a transistor radio, you had two sources of information to enhance your Sheagoing experience. You had the biggest scoreboard in […]

Anticipation

Welcome to Flashback Friday: Tales From The Log, a final-season tribute to Shea Stadium as viewed primarily through the prism of what I have seen there for myself, namely 358 regular-season and 13 postseason games to date. The Log records the numbers. The Tales tell the stories.

7/17/76 Sa Houston 0-2 Seaver 1 3-2 L 1-0

I […]

Change We Can Believe In

Years from now, you'll look back and you'll say that this was the moment, this was the place where America remembered what it means to hope. For many months, we've been teased, even derided for talking about hope. But we always knew that hope is not blind optimism. It's not ignoring the enormity of the […]

What a God Almighty Moment

This is the fun part. This is the moment when Johan Santana can do no wrong. He will step up to a podium. He will be handed a uniform top and cap that each of us, by some bizarre coincidence, owns some iteration of. He will slip the top over his dress shirt, slap the […]

September Lands Happily on its Head

Eighteen weeks ago yesterday I learned definitvely the dangers of counting chickens and magic numbers before their proper and complete hatching. Yesterday I learned the flip side: never assume something can’t happen just because it doesn’t seem remotely probable that it will.

What a difference eighteen Sundays make.

For the Baseball Mets-Football Giants fans among us — […]

Santana on Wednesday, Super Bowl Tonight!

The Mets completed a trade for the best pitcher in the world 52 hours ago. Eli Manning just led the heretofore mediocre Giants past the heretofore undefeated Patriots for the championship of professional tackle football. And, for all I know, cats are doing math.

Sheesh…these days everything is possible.