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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 6 September 2006 8:55 pm
Nothing like eating the Braves’ lunch for lunch. Dave Williams continues to make a compelling case for the postseason (I hope somebody’s paying attention). Carlos D went L Ong. Shawn Green stopped pressing and started hitting. Guillermo Mota has always been a great Met.
But most of all, winning the opener of the doubleheader means the […]
by Greg Prince on 4 September 2006 6:04 am
Just enough magic to make Sunday worthwhile.
After the Phillies came back on the Braves after the Braves came back on the Phillies, and as Roy Oswalt earned his every penny, I thought we were going to be stuck on 12 as the day grew late. Then I discovered there was a second game to be […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2006 4:29 am
The skies, they drench, but the magic number, it drips. Saturday afternoon, it dripped from 14 to 13. Though it was possible more could have been done about it, it only dripped from 13 to 12 Saturday night. Mets won but so did the Phillies. Not a biggie, though. Who wants the Braves to sweep […]
by Greg Prince on 2 September 2006 10:27 pm
The day portion of our day-night magic number watch has scratched another notch off the countin’ wall. I won’t exactly say, “thanks Braves,” but, uh…never mind. A digit is a digit. This afternoon’s Phillies loss means we have but 13 left, at least until evening.
13.01: Fonzie. Until we started growing great Mets in the Dominican […]
by Greg Prince on 2 September 2006 4:45 am
Glavine looked good. Then he looked bad. Wagner was a little shaky but all right in the end. In between, Bradford, Mota and Heilman got the job done. None of the Mets’ pitchers, however, was as effective as that kid from the Caribbean League, Ernesto. He blanked the Phillies, but that didn’t help us because […]
by Greg Prince on 1 September 2006 5:31 am
Stop.
Listen.
What’s that sound?
BEEEEP! BEEEEP! BEEEEP!
That’s the unmistakable noise the Mets express makes as it backs into a magic number of 15. Unpleasant loss for us in Colorado but a crushing defeat for Philadelphia in Washington. The Nats’ hero was Marlon Anderson, tagging up from second to third and then practically stealing home on the passingest […]
by Greg Prince on 31 August 2006 8:12 am
The world’s our Rocky Mountain oyster.
Hits don’t lie. Neither does endlessly errorless fielding.
I particularly liked Valentin’s second homer. It smacked square off the CR on the Rockies cap billboard above the right field fence. That’s a message hit.
In handicapping the Wild Card race, don’t put your money on the Astros, the Braves, the Dodgers or […]
by Greg Prince on 30 August 2006 9:23 am
Did you know eight teams are tied for the National League Wild Card and none has a winning percentage of over .350?
OK, I’m lying, but close enough. I just got finished watching the Wild Card leaders, the Reds, give up their lofty perch after 16 grueling innings at Dodger Stadium. I don’t know if it […]
by Greg Prince on 29 August 2006 5:35 am
With total props to tasty Toasty Joe (his next 6″ tuna sub is on me, especially if my Shea ticket stub really does entitle me to buy one, get one relatively free as it states on the back) and his inspirational, intermittent salute to the ever-burgeoning Met win total on his excellent blog, I’d like […]
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