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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 Teams That Aren't Us

Congratulations and best of luck to the team with Tony Clark and the team with Kaz Matsui as they face off tonight for the honor of championing professional baseball's most venerable league.

How did it come to this? How did it come to the Diamondbacks and the Rockies in the NLCS? The recently insolvent and the […]

A Messy Blueprint for a Messy Year

Since the Mets' 2007 season went off the cliff, there's been no shortage of plans to get the Mets back on track, from trading Jose Reyes for Johan Santana to doing more or less nothing. A Met blueprint is a Rorschach test both of how angry you were at the 2007 club as it imploded […]

Hell is for Front Runners

Two people who deserve a smoldering afterlife:

This clown who works for the Daily News. No, not Filip Bondy, but a copy editor who last week not only said he was giving up on being a Mets fan but would be switching over to another local team because they're such winners. Wonder who his new team […]

Happy Elimination Day

Elimination Day has become so commercialized. I hope it never fully reaches the stage where it’s only about the sales and the long weekend (when it falls on a Monday night/Tuesday morning). Kids need to learn the true meaning of Elimination Day, why it needs to be held as sacred, why it brought such joy […]

Better to Have Loved and Lost?

I felt a little fear

Upon my back

I said don't look back

Just keep on walking

—KT Tunstall

So this year Fear knocked out Faith in the 162nd round. But I can't just keep on walking. Not just yet.

As was the case for Henry Bemis in The Twilight Zone after the H-Bomb proved it was capable of total destruction […]

Take a Good Look in the Marrero

In the interest of Eastern Division solidarity, it's high time we rouse ourselves from our stupor and extend our heartiest congratulations to the Philadelphia Phillies and wish them all the luck in the world as they pursue a world championship. Go get 'em in the NLDS, guys!

Wait a sec…I'm just being handed a bulletin…I see…really?…three […]

USF is 5-0

The hunter is now the hunted.

Your University of South Florida Bulls, perhaps dizzy from their unprecedented, unpredicted, unreal! ranking in the AP writers’ poll as the No. 6 team in the nation, were severely challenged by a team that used to be them, the Florida Atlantic University Owls. But the Bulls withstood the challenge and […]

The Crying Game

When the season began, they were nobody. When it ended, they were somebody. If it’s the first Friday of the month, then we’re remembering them in this special 1997 edition of Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

Ten years, seven Fridays. This is the last of them.

Here’s the crux of it. This is why […]

1997 Without Tears

I’m still working on Flashback Friday as regards the final game of the season ten years ago, but I thought it would be interesting in the interim to provide some emotion-free context for 1997.

Twenty-four men became New York Mets for the first time in 1997. Four of them — John Olerud, Rick Reed, Todd Pratt […]

These Were Not Prime Time Players

I may have accidentally made sense eight months ago:

Don't know if it's still conventional wisdom in baseball circles to define a player's prime as more or less the ages of 28-32. Since conventional wisdom never dies, probably. But if that's the prime — when you're old enough to know better and young enough to successfully […]