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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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Learning to Embrace

There was a wonderful moment back in Atlanta, one that’s nearly been forgotten in all the joyful, exhausting tumult of what’s followed.

Steve Gelbs was interviewing Francisco Lindor, only Gelbs was drenched in alcohol and having trouble getting past the fact that his eyes were burning.

“You’re suffering!” said an even more drenched Lindor. “You’re not embracing! […]

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 […]

The Truth Is We're All Afraid

It was the ninth inning against the Phillies, 10 days ago, and ESPN’s little win probability thing (a sop to gamblers, but that’s another post) was making me insane.

It said the Phillies had an 8% chance of coming back to beat the Mets, which was obviously wrong. Obviously and deliberately and nefariously wrong. I didn’t […]

Once More, With Feeling

The following is not to be construed as an endorsement of playing a regular-season baseball game on a Sunday night, particularly when that game was originally scheduled to be played on a Sunday afternoon, and it’s definitely not an endorsement of any television network that has purchased the contractual right to move this baseball game […]

Smooch the Ugly Ones Too

Baseball, I’ve long insisted, is humanity’s acme of artistic expression. But that’s not to say every game is a work of art.

Whatever that was that the Mets and Blue Jays foisted on us tonight would definitely not qualify. It was a mess, with Tylor Megill mowing down anonymous Blue Jay recruits (and a morose-looking Vladimir […]

When Plan B Turns Out A-OK

The Mets’ ebullient recent narrative showed a couple of cracks Friday night against the Reds.

Francisco Lindor continued his hitting streak and made a nifty play at shortstop, but he didn’t walk off the Reds or solve the Middle East conflict in an idle moment between innings, somewhere between surprising and shocking given how he’s been […]

The Gas Theory of Bad Ballclubs

The Mets beat the White Sox behind back-to-back homers from Pete Alonso and Jesse Winker, with Jose Butto surviving a decidedly shaky ninth to secure the save.

That’s the brief, pertinent-facts-only recap of a game I absorbed in fits and starts — I’m out here in Tacoma getting my kid moved back into a dorm room, […]

Faith in Flushing Affirmed

I liked it better when ballplayers talked about “turning the page” on bad days. Sometime in the past decade or so, turning the page morphed into flushing, and not the charming village in Queens whose northwestern edge we know so well. “You gotta flush it” became the page-turning mantra of choice. Maybe nobody reads printed […]

We Shall Now Call the Roll

The chair recognizes the delegate from Manaea.

Mister Secretary! The great state of Manaea wishes to cast all seven-plus of its innings, including the first five-and-two-thirds that were absolutely PERFECT, for the team that allows its starting pitcher to consistently go at least seven innings when able, the team we will strive like HECK to bring […]

Outhitting Their Mistakes

Given the ebbs and flows of a entertaining yet maddening season, perhaps we’ve lost track of a simpler formula to make sense of the 2024 Mets: They need to outhit their mistakes.

The rotation is pedestrian, a bunch of No. 4 starters with ceilings as No. 3s. The relief corps is spaghetti at a wall. The […]