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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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A Special Sunday

Viewed from the proper perspective, the Mets played a Hall of Fame-caliber game Saturday night. When Giancarlo Stanton becomes eligible for consideration, some future producer will incorporate the clip of Stanton’s third-inning Neptune shot off Jacob deGrom into a persuasive highlight montage to illustrate why the Marlins slugger merits election. They can use a bit […]

Our Second Hall of Famer

Recognized validation of Mike Piazza’s baseball immortality came in our man’s fourth appearance on the Hall of Fame ballot. If you put aside the fact that it didn’t take Mets fans four freaking election cycles to figure out Piazza was among the best of the best of all time, it sounds sort of appropriate.

Mike Piazza […]

Do Wild Mood Swings Count?

I had Pedro Martinez on my back Sunday as I visited the same summer place on Flushing Bay I’ve been frequenting since 2009. MARTINEZ 45 normally sits on my t-shirt retirement shelf, but it felt appropriate to unfold it and ceremonially reactivate it in honor of Pedro Martinez entering the Hall of Fame with a […]

Pedro's Bookends

The one advanced metric I haven’t seen bandied about much this Hall of Fame winter is HAV: Happiness Above Victory. HAV measures how much sheer joy one derives from the successes of a given player beyond merely being glad that the player contributed to your favorite team’s winning.

On the basis of HAV, just as by […]

Totally Biased

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 […]

Still Hodges After All These Years

Up until January 22, 1969, Gil Hodges was not a member of the National Baseball Hall of Fame in pretty much the same way you and I are not members of the National Baseball Hall of Fame. Unlike you and me, however, Hodges had played the requisite ten or more major league seasons to eventually […]

Your Handy Voters Guide

Happy Election Day! It’s your Metstitutional duty to vote for the candidates of your choice. You could do worse — and no better, in this analyst’s opinion — than theoretically casting a ballot for the following slate.

• Juan Lagares, National League Gold Glove center fielder. This race will be called tonight. If Juan grabs the […]

The Other Hall of Fame

Did you know Japan has a Baseball Hall of Fame too? It does — and it’s pretty neat. Here’s a report, including a Mets sighting or two.

Torre, Prior to the Pedestal

There were probably more than a few nights during Joe Torre’s reign as manager of our New York Mets when I clicked the dial to Channel 9, sat down clearly intent on paying attention, but then got preoccupied reading or something. Now and then I would look up and notice the Mets were losing. Come […]

How Juan Lagares Became Immortal

The place: Cooperstown, New York.
The time: A sunny Sunday afternoon, date to be determined.
The occasion: Juan Lagares accepting his induction into the Baseball Hall of Fame.

Let’s listen in…

It would be easy to look back on my career, filled as it is with Gold Gloves, MVP awards and world championship rings, and say it was predestined. […]