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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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Classy Pitcher 1, Team Tasteless 0

R.A. and Matt, three days of this ‘n’ that.

Not the most inspiring slogan, but we’re not the most inspiring team unless R.A. Dickey is continuing his magical season or Matt Harvey is launching his promising career.

Tonight it was the former, with Dickey his usual masterful self, supported by the enlivened bat of Ike Davis and […]

And I'm Feelin' Vlad All Over

I can’t believe they walked somebody to get to you.

Not The Yankees got the job done. Congratulations Texas Rangers for coming into your own. Congratulations to my favorite player who’s never been a Met, who — had free agency been more wisely deployed in the winter of 2004 — could have been a […]

Who's a Blum?

We should have known a Mets win was in the bag shortly after Geoff Blum spoiled R.A. Dickey’s bid for a second consecutive complete game victory with one out in the ninth inning. That may not have seemed like the moment for Mets fan self-confidence, but if I had done my homework, I might have […]

Ask Not For Whom the Cheap Plastic Horn Goes BRAAAP, for It Goes BRAAAP for Thee

Last night Emily and I continued our childless week with another excellent dinner and a sunset walk along the High Line, New York City’s startlingly beautiful conversion of an ancient freight railway into a meadowland in the sky. The Mets were even obliging us by being delayed by rain down in San Juan, where they’d […]

Out on Blunder Island

It may temporarily bear the Marlins’ name, but Hiram Bithorn Stadium reeks of Expos, Expos and more Expos. It’s 2003 and 2004 all over again all of a sudden and we suck in ways we haven’t sucked in years, last year included. I think I may have even seen Eric Valent at the bat rack […]

Junior's Mystique

With the seventh pick in the first round of Major League Baseball’s First-Year Player Draft, the New York Mets selected…some kid.

I wish him well. I wish to see him on the Mets before too long. Until then, Matt Harvey — RHP, UNC — is just a name to me, no more guaranteed of success than […]

Take Me Out to Olympic Stadium

Welcome to Flashback Friday: Take Me Out to 34 Ballparks, a celebration, critique and countdown of every major league ballpark one baseball fan has been fortunate enough to visit in a lifetime of going to ballgames.

BALLPARK: Olympic Stadium
HOME TEAM: Montreal Expos
VISITS: 1
VISITED: June 16, 1987
CHRONOLOGY: 5th of 34
RANKING: 34th of 34

Two things strike me as […]

Identity Issues

It’s nice to know who you are, even if you don’t always buy into it, even if who you are keeps on changing. For example, per a request made here several weeks ago, Andre Dawson will be going into the Hall of Fame as a Montreal Expo, making thousands of dispossessed ‘Spos fans (if not […]

Last Man Standing

Yesterday Greg and I exchanged a brief flurry of emails. I found myself wanting to write something about the Montreal Expos. He had been gripped by the same need, and was already working on this.

Not a surprise; stuff like that happens when you’re both baseball fanatics like-minded enough to share a blog, even when there’s […]

Little Orphan Expo

Andre Dawson’s election to the Hall of Fame conjures up a most frightening vision of a very scary slugger with a terribly lethal bat ready to destroy the next innocent baseball a New York Mets pitcher throws his way. I’ve read grumbles and snorts that Dawson’s career on-base percentage is too low to be worthy […]