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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 4 May 2023 11:38 am
The Wednesday morning news where Detroit was concerned was good. The Spinners, the enduring, melodious R&B group out of Ferndale, Mich., had made it at last to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Their most fervent fans — a cohort that surely includes me — had been waiting what felt like forever to hear […]
by Greg Prince on 20 April 2023 10:33 am
The man used sweat and rosin, he said. He said it a lot. He repeated it enough so that I believed him, which doesn’t always work. The pitcher doth protest too much, methinks might be applicable here, except the pitcher pitches for the Mets and Met-think is how methinks. Besides, this is Max Scherzer in […]
by Greg Prince on 11 April 2023 11:44 am
Six months and one day after it would have done the most good, the Mets beat the Padres at Citi Field. It didn’t tie up last October’s National League Wild Card Series at two apiece, because that was a best-of-three set. Noted baseball analyst Carole King says it’s too late, baby, to do anything about […]
by Greg Prince on 5 April 2023 9:51 am
Having recently conferred “visiting scholar” status upon one Maxwell Martin Scherzer, a righthander who earned his doctorate in pitching long ago, I’ll leave it to the old professor himself to figure out what the hell is wrong with him. If it’s not physical (he says he’s fine), not mental (he won’t use the pitch clock […]
by Greg Prince on 31 March 2023 2:29 am
Baseball’s nothing without poetic license, whether or not Rob Manfred wishes to notarize said document. The Commissioner is intent on engineering a game built for speed. Get it over with already yet seemed the Manfred mandate for Opening Day. Start the pitch timer, throw the ball, quit yer lollygagging. It sounds reasonable in concept. It […]
by Jason Fry on 29 January 2023 1:43 pm
Spring is here … oh wait it totally isn’t, it’s cold and barren and horrible out there. But spring will be here soon enough, believe it or not. Which means we’d better welcome 2022’s matriculating Mets, now proud members of The Holy Books!
(Background: I have three binders, long ago dubbed The Holy Books by Greg, […]
by Jason Fry on 8 October 2022 1:27 am
The good part is that Citi Field still knows how to bring the noise for a postseason game. I was there Friday night for Game 1 of the Wild Card Series (or whatever it’s called, I don’t really care), and the stadium was loud bordering on deafening — not just the A/V system, though that […]
by Greg Prince on 7 October 2022 2:23 pm
At 2:37 PM Thursday, 29½ hours before first pitch of Game One, I felt it. I was thinking about Sunday, potential Game Three, and how its start time is up to the dictates of television, reportedly fluctuating between its penciled-in 7:37 PM and its apparently ESPN-desired 4:07 PM, a slot that would become available if […]
by Jason Fry on 1 October 2022 12:32 pm
It’s a measure of how spoiled we’ve been: Jacob deGrom looks mortal (and for a second start in a row, no less) and we’re all scratching our heads as if God has repealed physics and things are falling up and sticking to ceilings.
DeGrom was better than he was in his confoundingly disastrous Oakland start, and […]
by Greg Prince on 22 September 2022 1:54 pm
Brandon Nimmo finally remembers how to steal bases and in activating his dormant skill aggravates a quad that merits exiting the game early, receiving imaging later and monitoring on a day-to-day basis.
But I don’t want to talk about that.
Jeff McNeil throws his body into every possible defensive play and has trouble getting up a couple […]
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