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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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Neither Here Nor There

When the Wild Card was introduced into baseball in 1994, the Mets were mostly hopeless, yet this extra playoff spot allowed me a touch more hope. So I invoked the 14th Amendment (or perhaps it was Rule V) and decided that if the Mets were five out of the Wild Card at the end of […]

The Happiest Recap: 022-024

Welcome to The Happiest Recap, a solid gold slate of New York Mets games culled from every schedule the Mets have ever played en route to this, their fiftieth year in baseball. We’ve created a dream season consisting of the “best” 22nd game in any Mets season, the “best” 23rd game in any Mets season, […]

I'm Calling It Jay

Just when you thought you’d never again see a 1998 Met in the big leagues — no one who knew the rare pleasure of dressing in the same clubhouse as Tony Phillips, Ralph Milliard, Todd Haney, Willie Blair and Jorge Fabregas — up stepped Jay Payton to emerge as this season’s Longest Ago Met Still […]

Endangered Species: The Dual Complete Game

Friday night was an extraordinary pitchers’ duel. The only thing that would have made it perfect would have been a better result, both in terms of reversing the identities of the winning and losing teams and if Johan Santana had, like Yovani Gallardo, pitched all nine innings in the process.

This is not a rant about […]

Smoltz? Really? Hmmm…

Ben Sheets won’t be a Met. Didn’t think he would be, and I wasn’t thinking he should be except for a song. Instead, the dude got himself an entire $10 million opera (albeit an opera whose running time is just one year). I’m not crushed. Think of the last time the Mets counted on somebody […]

Gary To Give It Another Go

Omar Minaya heard it was Fred Wilpon’s thirtieth anniversary as a Met owner. For a gift, he thought about what the chairman and CEO had; didn’t have; and once had but had no longer. Omar was intrigued by the last category. Surely, he thought, there was something Fred once held in his collection, regretted not […]

I Could Do Without the Eleventh Answer

One of your Mets trivia staples is, “Name the Mets players who have been inducted into the Hall of Fame.” For the longest time, you had but four names to memorize if you wanted to answer in full:

• Yogi Berra, inducted 1972
• Warren Spahn, 1973
• Willie Mays, 1979
• Duke Snider, 1980

You understood each of these […]

A Quiet Met's Quiet Departure

If five years suddenly feels a lot more like a half-decade, then it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

It was a simple plan. In the bottom of the sixth, I was going to stand up when the leadoff batter came to the plate. I was going to clap. Applaud, really applaud. It would […]

Mo Hit One For Casey

When we paws to remember those who made our world a more joyous, more loving place, it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear and Flushing.

The Aikens family of Seneca, S.C. had the right idea. One fall day in 1954, not long after the New York Giants swept the Cleveland Indians for the world championship, they […]

Mighty Casey, His Tongue Out

Batting cleanup in any order: Casey The Cat. Get a load of that tongue! It was like something you’d find on Shaquille O’Neal’s left sneaker. How long was it? It was so long that half the time Casey couldn’t seem to stick it back in his mouth. Or maybe he just liked to have it ready […]