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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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The Magnificent Ones

No doubt they faced each other plenty in the American League, but I wasn’t paying attention. That’s the beauty and perhaps the drawback of the two leagues maintaining distinct identities. I don’t have to be conscious of one of them. I’m a Mets fan, thus I’m a National League fan. If there’s somebody in the […]

Roy Story 2

The Mets taking it to Roy Halladay is a great thing. I’m not sure that’s who they beat up Monday night, however.

That couldn’t have been the Roy Halladay who gave the Mets and the rest of the National League fits in 2010 and 2011 after owning the American League for years prior. This was the […]

Floating On a Cloud of Jordany

But, Marge, that little guy hasn’t done anything yet. Look at him. He’s going to do something and you know it’s going to be good.
—Homer Simpson, “The Twisted World of Marge Simpson”

Mets fans of a certain age…essentially my age…have been giving themselves over to repeated cases of the goose bumps for the last couple of […]

It's Still Surly

Saturday’s was the first game of 2011 to leave me in Angry Bird/flipping bird mode when it was done, which seems awfully late considering much of this season’s first month was pockmarked by ugly Met losses. There were isolated incidences of ire through April, but they were usually situational, such as “how the fuck did […]

Depth Takes a Halladay

Geez, Roy Halladay’s good. Or as one of my dear friends in all matters Mets put it, “Can’t believe you wanted him to pitch the no-hitter. F history, F the Phillies.”

Normally, yes, but this was something F’ing special. The Reds weren’t coming back. Games aren’t over until they’re over and all that, but it was […]

Standard September Mets Loss Blog Post

Expression of resigned exasperation with latest result.

Acknowledgement that result doesn’t matter at this stage of season, yet it is always frustrating to encounter this sort of result.

Link to article spelling out game details.

Snarky aside.

Key example of what went wrong in game.

Assertion of saving grace, focusing on how this was just one game and player who […]

Dessens-itized

Jerry Manuel couldn’t keep pulling unlikely starting pitcher candidates out of his hat (or elsewhere) forever. Hisanori Takahashi and R.A. Dickey each washed ashore from a foreign land — Japan and obscurity, respectively — and became mainstays of the Met rotation. It was probably too much to ask Fernando Nieve to rematerialize from the warm […]

I've Looked at Mets from Both Sides Now

It was billed in some quarters as a battle of aces. Ours slipped out of the deck in the fourth inning. Theirs ran the table, collected the pot and was home in plenty of time for Cops.

So much for Pelfrey vs. Halladay. Just as well we still have Santana to deal as we await (and […]

Just Another Panic Monday

It’s hard enough being a Mets fan these days without inventing apoplexies. Thus, when I read John Harper in the Daily News go tabloid-dramatic and declare December 14 was Black Monday, I rolled my eyes and shrugged at the insipidness of it all.

Tuesday, when Harper’s piece ran, was a worse day for sports journalism than […]