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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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Fuck, Whack, Repeat

“FUCK!” I screeched when Francisco Lindor rolled over one to second in the seventh inning, and if I do say so myself, I was in midseason form. Dismay, frustration, pique — they were all audible and apparent. Then I whacked the couch just to underscore the point.

It was a night in which I had plenty […]

Aw, Snap

Oh, right. Winning streaks don’t continue into eternity. I’d almost forgotten.

If the Mets had to lose for the first time after doing nothing but winning for six games, the way they went down on a chilly, sunny Wednesday at Citi Field was about as acceptable an aberration applicable to the assignment as could be asked […]

Just-Anotherness Takes a Holiday

The fans who wait for their team to come off the road while the year is still young are rewarded for their patience with two Openers. There’s Opening Day, which is festive no matter that it’s taking place in another ballpark, and there’s a discrete Home Opener, which grants us a second helping of holiday […]

I Could Get Used to This

Friday night’s game ended with the sweetest of words. Am I referring to “Mets win” or  to “put it in the books?” To quote the tyke from the Internet meme, “Why not both?”

On Thursday the Mets did a lot of things right — hitters refused to expand the strike zone and heretofore suspect relievers pitched […]

Learning to Embrace

There was a wonderful moment back in Atlanta, one that’s nearly been forgotten in all the joyful, exhausting tumult of what’s followed.

Steve Gelbs was interviewing Francisco Lindor, only Gelbs was drenched in alcohol and having trouble getting past the fact that his eyes were burning.

“You’re suffering!” said an even more drenched Lindor. “You’re not embracing! […]

Francisco & Company

Late on a Sunday night in 1975, I’m watching Sammy & Company on Channel 4 because I’m up, it’s on, and nothing else is. The Sammy in question is Sammy Davis, Jr. He’s done it all in show business and now he’s hosting this syndicated not quite talk show, not quite variety show. It’s got […]

Once More, With Feeling

The following is not to be construed as an endorsement of playing a regular-season baseball game on a Sunday night, particularly when that game was originally scheduled to be played on a Sunday afternoon, and it’s definitely not an endorsement of any television network that has purchased the contractual right to move this baseball game […]

Smooch the Ugly Ones Too

Baseball, I’ve long insisted, is humanity’s acme of artistic expression. But that’s not to say every game is a work of art.

Whatever that was that the Mets and Blue Jays foisted on us tonight would definitely not qualify. It was a mess, with Tylor Megill mowing down anonymous Blue Jay recruits (and a morose-looking Vladimir […]

Couldn’t Lose, Didn’t Lose

The authors of this book are drawn to baseball’s great losers. Not to individuals, but to entire teams. We prefer our calamities as the product of collective effort, a shared culpability not unlike Watergate. […] Besides, to err is human, to screw up royally requires a team effort.
—George Robinson & Charles Salzberg, On A Clear […]

Winning Pitcher Paul Blackburn

Analysis before the trade deadline: We got Paul Blackburn? Who the bleep is…oh wait, the name is slightly familiar. Right, Paul Blackburn was an All-Star a couple of years ago. I remember that because when I saw he was representing the A’s in 2022, I thought, “who the bleep is…?”

As Friday night’s game got going: […]