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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 Jason Fry on 14 October 2020 12:43 am
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
The biggest moment in Mets history is also one of the quietest. You’ve seen it: With two outs in the ninth of Game 5 of the 1969 World Series, Davey Johnson hits a fly […]
by Greg Prince on 2 September 2020 12:17 pm
Perhaps someday I’ll find myself engaged in conversation with Ariel Jurado. We’ll likely talk about his baseball career; how it brought him to the Mets; and the challenges he endured, particularly that night in Baltimore in 2020 when, in the process of becoming the franchise’s 1,107th player overall and that season’s tenth Met starting pitcher […]
by Greg Prince on 14 July 2020 5:03 pm
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
It was a glorious time…
It was when I met the world.
—Henry Hill, Goodfellas
Like the Mets are doing in 2020, the Mets fans of 1970 spent their summer at day camp. Well, […]
by Greg Prince on 1 May 2020 3:19 pm
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
“Fuck, 33, too soon.”
“No, dying in thirties is tragic. As is forties. Sympathy dissipates from there. Fifties is ‘such a shame’. Sixties is ‘too soon’.”
“Seventies: ‘a good run’.”
“And eighties, ‘a life […]
by Greg Prince on 28 January 2020 3:17 am
Outside it’s cold, misty, and it’s raining. We’ve got a FanFest; who right here’s complaining? Not anybody who thinks it’s sexy that the Mets opened Citi Field on the last Saturday in January for as much baseball as they could possibly produce without benefit of a baseball game.
It was the first hopefully annual FanFest in […]
by Greg Prince on 17 November 2019 2:42 pm
Tom Seaver is 75 years old today. We join the multitudes of baseball fans in wishing him a happy birthday and a happy day every day. We miss him. He’s still with us in the most elemental sense, yet we wish he could assert his presence like he did not so long ago.
A ceremonial first […]
by Greg Prince on 16 October 2019 3:08 pm
I blinked. And I blinked again. Maybe I rubbed my eyes. I don’t remember. Whatever I did, it left me seeing a trail of optical detritus. It was just what wasn’t there but briefly appeared to be. I was six, a first-grader. I had no idea how eyesight worked, just that it worked. But I […]
by Greg Prince on 14 October 2019 3:30 pm
If you set your DVR to record Seaver on Sunday or early Monday, you may think your unit was manufactured by M. Donald Grant, for neither the scheduled 4:30 PM showing on Channel 5 in New York nor the 1:00 AM airing on FS1 went off hitchless. That’s the danger in saying something will run […]
by Greg Prince on 6 August 2019 11:23 am
“At 10:13 P.M., it became officially official. The Cubs had lost, 6-2. Even if the Mets lost the second game, they would still be first. Millennium, we are here. But the Mets were no longer in a mood to lose anything.”
—Leonard Koppett, on the Mets taking first place as they swept a doubleheader from the […]
by Greg Prince on 15 July 2019 8:33 pm
All Mets fans who were around for 1969 enjoyed 1969 in their own way. My friend Garry Spector, who was eleven, enjoyed it so much it drove him to tears. Garry recently penned a sweet reminiscence on the always exquisite Perfect Pitch blog (the unique baseball/musical diamond tended by Metropolitan Opera oboist and Metropolitan Baseball […]
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