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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 22 March 2024 3:30 pm
One of the core tenets to emerge amid the MY FAVORITE SEASONS, FROM LEAST FAVORITE TO MOST FAVORITE, 1969-PRESENT countdown is that the bromide “it’s not where you start, it’s where you finish” lacks foolproofitude. Sometimes the best part of a season is the start. Sometimes it’s somewhere in the middle. Sometimes it’s in the […]
by Greg Prince on 3 March 2021 9:15 pm
Welcome to the tenth chapter of Faith and Fear’s historical countdown of the The Top 100 Mets of the 2000s. A full introduction to what we’re doing is available here. These are the more or less best Mets we rooted for as Mets fans during the decade FAFIF came to be. In honor of the […]
by Greg Prince on 16 July 2017 9:04 am
Putting aside every other familiar point of contention — that the DH is an affront to nature and has been since its implementation by a misguided league in 1973; that whatever offense the DH generates for your team has to be balanced by how much offense your pitchers will surrender to the other team’s DH; […]
by Greg Prince on 3 June 2015 9:34 am
The good news: Nobody had to mention walking to describe Noah Syndergaard’s problems in San Diego Wednesday.
The less good news: David Wright had to mention walking to describe his own problems before the same game that quickly became the worst of Syndergaard’s career.
“Syndergaard’s career” is, to date, a five-start proposition, so except for denying us […]
by Greg Prince on 6 January 2015 3:33 am
Under the system that’s been in place since 1936, nobody’s ever going to hand me a Hall of Fame ballot. That’s fine by me. I don’t want a Hall of Fame ballot. I really don’t. Not the way the process is set up.
I don’t want to be one of those voters who writes a column […]
by Greg Prince on 22 October 2014 4:08 am
It did not occur to me that an October might arrive when my two true teams would come face to face in a World Series, and that I would have to discover and then declare an ultimate loyalty. The odds against two particular teams’ meeting in a World Series in any given year are so […]
by Greg Prince on 1 February 2012 5:28 pm
It was a win, which made it much better than a loss, but for a Mets fan, it was mostly uneasy. The Mets were making their second Sunday Night Baseball appearance of 1998 on ESPN, their twentieth overall. The previous nineteen — beginning with the very first SNB telecast in 1990 and running through early […]
by Greg Prince on 29 July 2011 10:03 am
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 that includes the “best” 100th game in any Mets season, the “best” 101st game in any Mets season, […]
by Greg Prince on 1 July 2011 11:00 am
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” 76th game in any Mets season, the “best” 77th game in any Mets season, […]
by Greg Prince on 6 June 2010 3:29 am
Jonathon Niese endured. Ike Davis awoke. David Wright served the main course to one lucky Acela Club patron. The Florida Marlins learned that no one — and I mean no one — comes into our house and pushes us around (hubris not applicable on final days of seasons). And while all this was going on, […]
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