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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 18 December 2012 10:00 am
Final impressions, from the Mets’ 2012 holiday party at Citi Field.
“How does Alderson go about reviving the more dormant aspects of our passion, those which have been dulled by two years of dismal sputtering on the heels of two years of dramatic letdown? By winning, of course. Winning will make us all feel […]
by Greg Prince on 23 October 2012 8:41 am
You could’ve used the phrase, “The Tigers will meet the Giants in the World Series” in 1908, but Fred Merkle didn’t touch second, Johnny Evers pulled some shenanigans with the first baseball handy and the powers that be got suckered into calling a Giants win over the Cubs a tie, thereby compelling a makeup game […]
by Greg Prince on 15 August 2012 3:23 am
Once in a while, particularly in a season that’s wandered dutifully into its gone-to-hell portion, the Mets will play a game that, like a piece of black, volcanic glass in Andy Dufresne’s favorite Maine hayfield, has no earthly business on their ledger. It will be tense, it will be tight, it will be gripping…even if […]
by Greg Prince on 20 May 2012 8:02 pm
Frank Francisco walks the first batter of the ninth and allows a shift-confounding single immediately thereafter. There’s two on, none out, a one-run lead and every reason to believe that the eight runners the Mets had gotten into scoring position but neglected to score were lining up for a big, juicy bite of cosmic retribution. […]
by Greg Prince on 16 May 2010 7:15 pm
I was napping when Sunday afternoon’s game began. So were the Mets. When I awoke and flipped on the bedside radio, the first thing I heard from Wayne Hagin was something about trying to limit the damage.
But the damage had been done. The Mets were down six-nothing and yet another starting pitcher…and it wasn’t even […]
by Greg Prince on 18 July 2007 8:30 am
When I think of the San Diego Padres, I think of a line from The Shawshank Redemption, what Andy Dufresne says to Red Redding about where he wants to live out the rest of his life:
You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory.
From one season to the next, […]
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