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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 11 May 2011 9:14 am
The Mountain Time Zone and the mountainous rain delay combined to knock me out before the final pitch last night. Hung in there through Mets Yearbook: 1966 and Mets Yearbook: 1967 (which SNY cut away from just as Whitey Herzog was about to announce his intention to draft…what a cliffhanger!) and reveled, as Gary Cohen […]
by Greg Prince on 3 April 2011 3:12 am
Josh Thole loomed as Mr. Metaphor Saturday night, falling down rounding first and getting his eager ass tagged out on a throw-behind from Emilio Bonifacio to Gaby Sanchez in the seventh, then picking himself up, dusting himself off and lining the go-ahead single in the ninth. Turned out, however, Thole’s destiny was to serve as […]
by Greg Prince on 11 October 2010 6:00 am
You may recall that the one element Bobby Cox always lacked as he led the Braves through their almost endless divisional dynasty was a certifiable steel-toed, kick-ass closer. He was never able to hand the ball to a National League version of Mariano Rivera — not that there are too many of him lying around […]
by Greg Prince on 16 August 2010 6:43 pm
There are two relief pitchers we’ve written about quite a bit in 2010. One is the incumbent closer, whose recent actions have gotten everybody’s attention. It also appears to have gotten him a torn ligament. Francisco Rodriguez, anger management candidate and apparent genius, messed up his right thumb while (allegedly) messing up his girlfriend’s father’s […]
by Greg Prince on 15 August 2010 5:00 am
You know, I would have canned the K-Rod entrance music for one night.
It had occurred to me Francisco Rodriguez might pitch at this game I was going to Saturday, but caught up in the Mets’ passive resistance movement (passing on scoring, resisting ground balls), I’d sort of forgotten he was back. But then, suddenly, it’s […]
by Greg Prince on 12 August 2010 1:48 am
You know exactly what happened between Frankie Rodriguez and his father-in-law…what exactly provoked the Mets’ closer into a situation from which he’s to be charged with third-degree assault?
Neither do I.
Thus, I’ll leave the amateur psychology to experts like SNY’s doctors of uneducated guessing and conjecture, Bobby Ojeda and Chris Carlin. Any event that involves the […]
by Greg Prince on 8 August 2010 2:06 am
Francisco Rodriguez did not evoke visions of Neil Allen Saturday night. He was simply Francisco Rodriguez, the closer we hoped we’d be getting when he was signed in December 2008. Ever since trying his hardest to blow the final game in San Francisco, that’s pretty much been the K-Rod we’ve received.
The Mets’ 1-0 gem included […]
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 Jason Fry on 18 July 2010 6:50 pm
That’s all.
(Apologies to Greg.)
by Greg Prince on 12 July 2010 12:23 am
“The Mets, who are desperately in search of a victory,” I just heard Gary Cohen say in the truncated version of Sunday’s rebroadcast, “have had their ace step up big-time,” which got me thinking, “Well, I wouldn’t call me their ace…”
All right, I knew he was talking about Johan Santana, but c’mon — the Mets […]
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