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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 2 October 2010 11:03 pm
First things first: There are no statement games for teams that will finish under .500. If that applies to you, you’re not that good. You are by definition either a team that’s hopeless or one that needs to be different next year, meaning that no statement made will apply to the new crop of players […]
by Greg Prince on 25 September 2010 3:47 am
The Mets have lost six in a row for the first time all season and have fallen five games below .500 for the first time all season. It is said you shouldn’t necessarily trust everything you see out of a team in September, yet I find it surprising we didn’t see this kind of downward […]
by Greg Prince on 29 August 2010 9:32 pm
R.A. Dickey’s initial preparations really paid off, eh? The knuckleballer’s erudition, real or imagined, reads even better when you can find his name among the National League leaders in Earned Run Average…which you now can. It wasn’t his earned runs allowed that were keeping him out until now, but rather his relatively few innings pitched, […]
by Greg Prince on 27 August 2010 7:15 am
I love being a Mets fan, but I hate rooting for the Mets. I love being a Mets fan, but I hate supporting the Mets. I love being a Mets fan, but I hate investing any faith whatsoever in the Mets as a baseball team or as an organizational entity.
But I do love being a […]
by Jason Fry on 31 July 2010 2:44 am
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 […]
by Greg Prince on 20 July 2010 4:03 am
Less news flash than point of fact: On Monday night, Justin Turner, a largely anonymous utility infielder with perhaps the most generic ballplayer name to grace a Met roster since 2004 catcher Tom Wilson arrived and departed, became the team’s 141st third baseman Monday when he replaced David Wright in the seventh inning of an […]
by Greg Prince on 18 July 2010 11:22 pm
You could have colored me the whitest shade of pale orange and blue when I saw Frankie “Release K-Rod Now” Rodriguez return to the mound in the bottom of the tenth inning to attempt to do with a one-run lead what he couldn’t do with a two-run lead in the bottom of the ninth inning.
“I […]
by Greg Prince on 4 July 2010 1:45 pm
David Wright and Jose Reyes are All-Stars together for the third time in their careers. Once they were elected as a left side tandem in 2006, I would have assumed it would be an annual event. It became one in 2007. Then it stopped being one. David had to be named a last-minute reserve in […]
by Greg Prince on 28 June 2010 10:30 am
Word is it was 99 in the shade at Citi Field Sunday, yet right here, it feels a bit like ’99 in the Shea: The Mets are hot on the Braves’ heels, Bobby Valentine is basking in the media’s glare and the Mets’ infield has been warming to its task with uncommon aplomb.
Highly uncommon, but […]
by Greg Prince on 25 June 2010 3:35 am
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 […]
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