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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 Jason Fry on 12 August 2020 10:30 am
Perhaps I should put a SPOILER WARNING on this one, but I received a special media preview of the Mets’ 2020 highlights video, and it’s 23 minutes of Jeff McNeil screaming “FUCK!” after making an out and five minutes of Andres Gimenez smoothly fielding hard grounders.
And you know what? I’m strangely OK with it.
The Mets […]
by Greg Prince on 11 August 2020 2:08 am
Monday wasn’t a good day for Mets pitchers hailing from Long Island. Long Island’s own Marcus Stroman (LIOMS), heretofore rehabbing his torn calf and presumed to be returning to the Mets’ disturbingly depleted rotation soon, announced in the afternoon he was opting out of 2020 due to his family’s COVID-19 concerns. Come nightfall, Long Island’s […]
by Jason Fry on 6 August 2020 1:24 pm
Who were those slick-fielding ballplayers on display in blue and orange Wednesday night, and what have they done with the New York Mets?
The Mets’ current incarnation is not heavy on “leather guys,” to use Davey Johnson‘s mildly disparaging phrase — the strategy in recent years has been to limit enemy runs with good, strikeout-heavy starting […]
by Jason Fry on 11 August 2019 1:47 am
The rocket ride, amazingly, continues.
In front of a packed, delirious house, the Mets kept on playing baseball with verve and swagger and a talent for the impossible whenever it was necessary. From Noah Syndergaard shaking off some early stumbles (though Juan Soto will make even a sure-footed pitcher miss a step or two) to home-run […]
by Greg Prince on 7 August 2019 2:19 am
The Tenth Annual Princes and Chasins Spend a Tuesday Night At Citi Field in August Game came with a surprise at the bottom of its Cracker Jack box: competitive implications beyond the bonhomie inherent in these get-togethers. Bonhomie is all the four of us were in it for when we settled on this date, same […]
by Jason Fry on 28 January 2019 8:49 am
Ah, the THB Class of 2018! Greet ’em quick, because many of ’em are already gone!
Background: I have a trio of binders, long ago dubbed The Holy Books (THB) by Greg, that contain a baseball card for every Met on the all-time roster. They’re in order of matriculation: Tom Seaver is Class of ’67, Mike […]
by Greg Prince on 26 June 2018 7:54 am
Where it says the Dodgers beat the Mets, 8-7, replace with the Pirates beat the Mets, 6-4.
Where it says sixth consecutive loss, replace with seventh.
Where it says 25th loss in 32 games, […]
by Jason Fry on 4 June 2018 11:45 am
Steven Matz pitched well on Sunday afternoon, showing no signs of any woes from an injured finger.
This concludes the good-news portion of the recap.
Everything else was trash, and familiar trash at that: bad defense, zero offense, a certain fatal sleepiness. The Cubs beat the Mets, 2-0, completing a four-game sweep in which they never seemed […]
by Jason Fry on 29 May 2018 1:25 pm
In the ninth inning of Monday’s nightcap, which if memory serves ended about an hour ago if it’s not in fact still going on, Braves pinch-hitter Dustin Peterson tried to take first base on ball three. The various onlookers laughed; so did I. It had been a long, often ridiculous day and night that by […]
by Greg Prince on 26 May 2018 11:25 am
Did ya see that thing? That thing with the Brew Crew? It didn’t end pretty. Not that it was all bad, though.
Joey Bats came through from outta nowhere, which is to say Canada by way of Georgia. We were […]
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