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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 Greg Prince on 7 August 2024 12:39 pm
The Chicago White Sox ended their 21-game losing streak Tuesday night, preventing them from owning outright the worst skid in American League history and momentarily pausing their pursuit of hallowed infamy that for 62 years has belonged to us. But as players and managers usually say following a loss rather than a win, it was […]
by Jason Fry on 17 May 2024 11:20 pm
Baseball is always about momentum.
On Thursday night the Mets emerged from a terrifying game with the Phillies as the owners of a hard-fought win. It’s the kind of game that pulls teams together, that gives them a certain sense of purpose when they head for the next battleground, newly confident that they can, in fact, […]
by Greg Prince on 19 June 2023 1:47 pm
Someday in the future, a precocious Amapola Chloe Lindor might look at her birthday, consider her father’s occupation, and ask, “Daddy, what did you to in the first game you started after I was born?” And her dad Francisco will be able to rightly tell her, “I hit a home run for you. What made […]
by Greg Prince on 20 July 2019 4:12 am
“Don’t bother, Mickey,” I wanted to tell the beleaguered manager of the New York Mets after his club dropped and I do mean dropped its second consecutive extra-inning game, this one on a patently unbelievable albeit hauntingly familiar defensive misplay, “we didn’t touch home plate, either.”
One sometimes forgets when the bullpen falters or the left […]
by Greg Prince on 22 April 2019 6:11 am
Fine with me if you dug into a basketful of chocolate bunnies, creme eggs and jelly beans on Sunday. Or macaroons, mandel cuts and leftover sponge cake. Whatever kind of peep you fancy yourself, I do hope you didn’t confine yourself to only sweets and treats. No […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2017 12:16 pm
Saturday night, I was informed relatively late in the evening, would have been Marv Throneberry’s 84th birthday. If I had known earlier, I’d have baked a cake in his honor and then dropped a piece in his memory. Instead, I watched the Mets drop the back end of a day-night doubleheader to the Astros after […]
by Greg Prince on 16 September 2015 4:49 am
I can’t take me anywhere. I can, but I can’t depend on me to respond as social norms suggest I should.
I took myself to Citi Field Tuesday night at the invitation of a friend. The ostensible lure was the manifestation of that old Wilponian chestnut, Meaningful Games In September, MGIS for short (mishegas for our […]
by Jason Fry on 20 June 2015 1:18 am
Marv Throneberry, legend has it, was once crestfallen to discover that his birthday cake had been devoured by his Mets teammates before he got a piece — to which Casey Stengel cracked that “we wuz gonna give you a piece, Marv, but we wuz afraid you would drop it.”
I don’t know if the Mets got Jacob deGrom a cake for […]
by Greg Prince on 7 May 2012 11:30 am
Among the many Mets bloggers carrying on for the one who couldn’t make it to Hofstra were Steve Keane, John Coppinger, Taryn Cooper and yours truly. (Photo courtesy of Jason Bornstein.)
Dear Dana,
I either have to thank you or blame you for directing me to file my overdue report on the Hofstra Mets 50th […]
by Greg Prince on 28 September 2010 7:50 am
It’s a Sunday afternoon in September 1996. I’m at Shea Stadium with my best friend Chuck, diehard Met sympathizer, but better described as a bandwagon rider in terms of his actual Met fandom. Yet in September 1996, there is no bandwagon. There’s just me guilting him into joining me for a game against the Braves. […]
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