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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 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 […]
by Greg Prince on 28 August 2022 11:58 am
Having rooted for the Mets for more than a half-century, I’ve developed a pattern that allows me to cope with the possibility of obvious failure transforming eventually into ultimate success. First, there’s no way it will happen. The Mets are losing by a lot, ergo they will lose. Hopes are not gotten up, disappointment is […]
by Greg Prince on 17 November 2021 5:55 pm
On November 8, the Monday before last, Edgardo Alfonzo turned 48. On November 16, this past Tuesday, Dwight Gooden turned 57. On November 17, today, Tom Seaver would have turned 77. Being a diehard fan means knowing when your favorite players — Tom, Doc and Fonzie are my Top Three — began to live. Being […]
by Greg Prince on 7 May 2021 12:48 pm
From the deep well of numerical sustenance baseball is wont to give us on any given day, Thursday afternoon it gave us, among other digital delights, 7 1-hit innings from Taijuan Walker; 1 base hit from Francisco Lindor after 26 hitless at-bats; 11 walks issued to would-be Met batters from Cardinal pitchers (including 4 consecutive […]
by Greg Prince on 5 May 2020 3:24 pm
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
When Willie Mays returned to New York, many saw it — may God forgive them — as a trade to be debated on the merits of statistics. Could the forty-one-year-old center […]
by Greg Prince on 15 May 2019 9:17 am
They called him Sudden Sam McDowell because he threw fast, not because he tended to put his team in the deepest hole imaginable as quickly as possible, but that’s what the hard-throwing lefty the Giants obtained from Cleveland did to his new team on May 14, 1972. […]
by Jason Fry on 6 December 2018 4:54 pm
Our co-newest Met is wearing a familiar number.
Flamethrower Edwin Diaz, whom I already appreciated for being really good before discovering his nickname is “Sugar,” will wear 39. That’s no particularly big thing in the annals of Met lore: the first 39 that pops into my head is Gary Gentry, the blueprint for all too many […]
by Greg Prince on 8 June 2018 3:56 pm
It was a rally or as close to a rally as the 2018 Mets could have conjured in the first week of June 2018. Wednesday afternoon against the Orioles, Todd Frazier singled to lead off the bottom of the ninth. Recently returned from a hamstring injury and […]
by Greg Prince on 24 July 2017 12:28 pm
Willie Mays. Howard Johnson. Michael Conforto. The connective tissue? Besides having been New York Mets All-Stars? Each can be identified as an on-deck batter.
You don’t see On-Deck Batter listed as a position anywhere. Neither the 1973 nor 1976 Topps set included a graphic to indicate what an On-Deck Batter looked like. Nevertheless, every position player […]
by Greg Prince on 12 July 2017 12:48 pm
Hey now and forever, Michael Conforto, you’re an All-Star, no matter how your league got its game on, no matter that there was a decent case to be made for at least two other players from your team getting your spot. But never mind that Jacob deGrom was the most stellar Met of the first […]
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