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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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Party On, Phils! (In Washington)

Let’s not mistake this for a triumph. A triumph is clinching your division. The Phillies will know triumph very soon.

But they don’t know it yet.

You can only win what’s in front of you on a given day. The Mets won a ballgame they didn’t want to lose, one I’m pretty sure none of us wanted […]

Sleeping Dogs Briefly Stir

“Making an entrance after the president. That’s just not how we play bridge. It’s not how we say cricket.”
–Toby Ziegler, The West Wing, regarding breaches of protocol

Instead of veering wide of second base, Carlos Beltran directed his legs straight toward those of Chase Utley and Wilson Valdez. Instead of leaving three runners on base, Lucas […]

A Lot of Fun & Depressing as Hell

My gosh, that was a lot of fun at Citi Field on Tuesday night! R.A. Dickey with another complete game, Ruben Tejada skilled at bat and in the field, Nick Evans maintaining his momentum, Angel Pagan making like it was the first half of the season and Carlos Beltran making like it was the first […]

Standard September Mets Loss Blog Post

Expression of resigned exasperation with latest result.

Acknowledgement that result doesn’t matter at this stage of season, yet it is always frustrating to encounter this sort of result.

Link to article spelling out game details.

Snarky aside.

Key example of what went wrong in game.

Assertion of saving grace, focusing on how this was just one game and player who […]

Morality Rehearsal

Well, anybody see that coming?

I just got back from three days in San Francisco (where I risked my college pals’ wrath during our annual get-together by riding shotgun on Johan’s no-hit bid, resulting in a curious ambivalence when Placido Polanco RUINED EVERYTHING) and tomorrow morning I’m heading out for six days in Orlando and Providence, […]

The Perfect Team

The perfect team needs no enhancements at the trading deadline. Enhancements are for teams with glaring imperfections, first-place outfits like the Cardinals, the Padres, the Braves, the Yankees. They admitted their imperfections by making trades. So much for them. Perfection is obviously embodied in the tied-for-third place Mets, a club that stood pat Saturday afternoon […]

Two Nights With the Mets, Told in Three Parts

Part 1: Friday Night Frights

Went to see the Mets play ball. Lovely evening, and great company in my pals Wayne and Amanda, the latter a visitor and, horrible to say, a Yankee fan. (She was also a model guest — I didn’t once hear the number 27, an invocation of rings or a sentence ended […]

Because It's Baseball

So tonight I was on the subway, and glanced up to see Citi Field outside the windows, and thought something strange: I don’t want to go.

There were a lot of reasons. For one, I had a ton of work to do — too much, it suddenly seemed, to burn an entire night at the ballpark. […]

Good Game, Good Game

I know I’m not the first to note their facial and follicle similarity, but on Thursday night Tim Lincecum really put me in mind of Mitch Kramer, the newly minted ninth-grader doing his best to avoid a paddling from the SOB seniors in 1993’s 1976 homage Dazed and Confused. Whenever I see Lincecum’s locks, I think of […]

Problems I Did Not Know I'd Have

From approximately 4:22 PM until 10:31 PM Eastern Daylight Time, I rooted for a first-place team, albeit one whose claim was staked temporarily and by a mere two percentage points. Still, what a wonderful six hours and nine minutes it was…particularly the part before 7:10.

Then the lights went out. The lights went out on the […]