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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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The Mets' Creative Impulse of 1991

by on 13 February 2011 5:09 pm

This isn’t a piece on the Mets and Bernie Madoff, but as explained somewhere below, it was inspired by the current mishegas surrounding those unfortunately linked bedfellows. There is no literal tie between the 2011 mess and what it brought to mind — it’s just that something occurred to me in the wake of what’s […]

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Spiteful Baseball Gods Can't Handle Great Broadcasting

by on 4 May 2010 9:49 am

I can’t get enough of Gary Cohen in the course of a game. Except for when I know he shouldn’t have just said what he just said.

Example one from Monday night: Oliver Perez is cruising along, as calm as the Ohio River. It’s the top of the fifth, game knotted at one. Ollie is being […]

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Think Unpleasant Thoughts

by on 25 February 2005 8:41 pm

“I’ve got a speech if he wins, I’ve got a speech if he doesn’t.”
“You wrote a concession?”
“Of course I wrote a concession. You want to tempt the wrath of the whatever from high atop the thing?”
“No.”
“Then go outside, turn around three times and spit. What the hell’s the matter with you?”
“It’s like 25 degrees outside.”
“Go.”

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