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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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Pete Alonso Will Not Go Quietly Into the Night

More than once this year, I’ve thought to myself that Pete Alonso would probably be more of a hitter if he were less of a teammate.

But Alonso isn’t capable of that. He cares about his teammates, about the only organization he’s ever known, and yes, about us lunatics in the stands. He wants to come […]

Rumors in the Forest

These days, you don’t have to be in the New York area — or the outer limits of AM radio range — to keep up with the Mets. You just need an MLB account and a certain amount of cell service.

Well, and a little luck.

The beginning of the Mets’ game against the Red Sox found […]

Don't Look Down

I’d like the bottom of the third inning from Friday night’s game bottled, if you please.

Seriously, that was a high ABV brew to settle even the most high-strung Mets fan’s nerves. Down 2-0 against Charlie Morton — one of the few remaining big leaguers with sufficient tenure to have appeared at Shea — the Mets […]

Moments Historic, Teachable and Risible

“Why is Howie talking about LBJ? I wonder if that means … oh.”

It was quite a way to find out about the latest election-year earthquake, with the news delivered via MLB Audio a second after we tuned in while scooting around midcoast Maine with friends on the final day of this year’s summer residency. Discovering […]

Traveling Disaster

Back in the offseason, my mental calendar had a circle drawn around June 8-9: Mets in London!

A trip could be fun, particularly if Emily and I convinced our Phillies-fan friends to join us. That plan got kicked around with vague seriousness for a while, was downgraded to maybe and then died a quiet death before […]

Taken Down in Paradise City

We have reached a stop on the MY FAVORITE SEASONS, FROM LEAST FAVORITE TO MOST FAVORITE, 1969-PRESENT journey that can’t be appreciated fully if you forget to pack nuance. This season wouldn’t rate as highly as it does with me if there wasn’t more to it than its unfortunate ending. It would likely rate a […]

Hall Pass

The Mets really could have used another run Saturday. They crossed the plate once in nine innings. Unless their pitchers were crafting a shutout, that wasn’t going to be enough to win their game against the Blue Jays. Collectively, their pitchers held as much fort as they could, giving up only two runs to a […]

Baby Mets Monitor

I was in Boston this weekend for my niece’s med-school graduation, which meant the Mets took a back seat to family doings. But not much of a back seat, seeing how it was me and all — the Mets went about their business in my ear, via GameDay and my watch face, on my phone […]

Winter’s Getting Late

It is the late winter of Tommy Pham, described far and wide as a fourth outfielder when the Mets signed him for the upcoming season. Unnerving spate of rules changes aside, the outfield still contains only three positions. Nobody is every described as a fifth infielder. And second catchers are usually referred to as backup […]

Gary & Howie & A Helluva Hall Haul

It’s an article of faith among people who critique sports media that, ultimately, fans don’t tune into games because of the announcers. That appraisal may track with ratings but it doesn’t reflect enthusiasm. I’ve been tuning into Mets baseball in one form or another with glee in my remote-clicking and button-pushing fingers for more than […]