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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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Zombie Apocalypse

We want the Mets to get up now…

“I just kind of felt dead tonight,” said Dillon Gee after losing to the Yankees, 4-2.

Didn’t we all inside? Didn’t everybody in a Mets uniform, with the possible exception of provisional savior Omar Quintanilla, look like Dillon felt?

Enough playing dead. Rise from the dead already.

It’s Sunday. It’s as […]

Terry Collins and Kid Gloves

As one who wasn’t keeping up on the Astros’ day-to-day machinations from 1994 to 1996 nor the Angel melodramas of 1997 to 1999, I have to admit I knew little about Terry Collins during his first two tenures as a major league manager, other than he looked kind of miserable in Houston and it ended […]

More Mlicki, Less Castillo

Just a reminder to the Mets: Increasingly, we fans say we don’t particularly care about the Subway Series, that the novelty wore off long ago, that six games a year is too many, that Interleague’s an unnecessary disruption to baseball’s beautifully synchronized rhythms and that the whole thing is played out. These statements may accurately […]

I Hum Allegiance to Jason Bay

Perhaps the cosmic forces could handle only so much suck for one Sunday. It was gloomy outside. It was gloomier on TV. The Mets were one out from being swept out of Citi Field by the last people you’d ever want to let near a broom. Jose Reyes was, for all we knew, playing phantom […]

The Mets' To-Don't List

Things I Don’t Like to Think About

1. The Mets having to play the Yankees the third game of a Subway Series of which the Mets have already lost the first two-thirds at home.

2. The wait on MRI results for key Mets players who left their most recent game experiencing “tightness” in an essential segment of […]

Average Is Awesome

Ladies and gentlemen, your 2011 New York Mets, just a bump here and a dip there from being the most average team in existence.

They’re 22-22. They’ve scored 180 runs and given up 180 runs, making their Expected Win-Loss record 22-22. They’re 10-12 at home, 12-10 on the road. They’re 9-8 during the day, 13-14 at […]

Posadenfreude Friday

Ah, the rites of the Friday afternoon before the first Friday night of the first Subway Series game of the year…

Is that tonight?

I’d forgotten all about it.

Seems they used to make a bigger deal out of it.

Whatever, I don’t care.

It’s just another game.

It’s gotten old.

This doesn’t matter more than any other series.

It isn’t what it […]

Grumble, Grumble, Stupid Yankees Etc.

Not so long ago, the Mets losing two in a row was something that happened at least twice a week, and three times if the week were particularly unlucky.

Now, it’s vaguely shocking. Waitaminute, we lost? But we’re great! We didn’t come back? Our starting pitching wasn’t dominant? Everything didn’t turn out OK?

In truth, Johan Santana […]

Thank You Sir May I Have Two More?

The Mets couldn’t win on the road.

Then they couldn’t win on the road unless they were playing the dregs of the junior circuit.

Then … then shut up already. Up in the Bronx (technically a road game) the Mets played with confidence and swagger and every other intangible you might want to believe in. And if […]

Subway Series Preview

MATCHUP: Us at Them, 7:05 PM Friday; 1:05 PM Saturday; 1:05 PM Sunday.

KEYS TO THE SERIES: Fuck Them. Let’s Go Mets. Not necessarily in that order.