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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 9 October 2020 10:53 pm
We’ve had little to rejoice in this year, so let us rejoice in the postseason elimination of others. Not just any others, but the others we wish eliminated annually. Daily, really.
Happy Elimination Day, civilized world! Hell, take the whole weekend!
Congratulations, Rays. Congratulations, all of us.
by Jason Fry on 4 September 2020 12:06 am
The Mets were supposed to be off Thursday, which would have been fitting given the sad news Wednesday night that Tom Seaver — No. 41, the Franchise, the most essential and irreplaceable figure in team history — had died Monday at 75. Thursday would have been a day to mourn and reflect on the memory […]
by Jason Fry on 31 August 2020 1:35 am
Shot. Chaser.
If I were a kind recapper, this paragraph wouldn’t exist. All you need to know is right up there, and why do you want to get riled up all over again? Go outside. Pet your dog. Call your mom. Do something else. Do anything else.
All right. The rest of you weird masochists can keep […]
by Jason Fry on 30 August 2020 2:12 am
Friday was, thoroughly unexpectedly, one of the better days in recent Mets history. The Mets beat the Yankees twice in one day, coming from behind both times, and Steve Cohen was left as the last man standing in the competition to purchase of the team, despite repeated Wilpon hissy fits thrown in an effort to […]
by Jason Fry on 11 June 2019 4:59 pm
Doubleheaders are funny beasts.
Lose the first game — as the Mets just did in the Bronx against some team from an arriviste beer league — and you simultaneously take solace in the fact that doubleheader sweeps are hard to pull off and are gripped with horror at the prospect of dropping two games in one […]
by Jason Fry on 14 August 2018 11:39 am
How many ways, exactly, can one game be a make-up date?
The obvious: the Mets and Yankees reported for duty in the Bronx to complete the July half of this year’s Subway Series, which had been erased by rain. Despite an extremely wet morning in New York and a brief in-game squall, the second try proceeded […]
by Jason Fry on 21 July 2018 12:13 am
Break up the Mets! They’re 2-2 against the Yankees!
Actually that already appears to be happening: the Mets left Robert Gsellman in to throw a ton of pitches against the Yankees Friday night while Jeurys Familia sat in the bullpen in a sweatshirt, got hugs from teammates and was spoken of evasively in postgame interviews. He’s […]
by Jason Fry on 11 June 2018 1:58 am
Last month I quoted the old Earl Weaver maxim that momentum’s only as good as tomorrow’s starting pitcher, not knowing what a cruel joke that would turn out to be. The Mets managed the head-scratching accomplishment of losing eight in a row while getting brilliant starting pitching: in that stretch, no Mets starter allowed more […]
by Jason Fry on 9 June 2018 11:25 pm
The Mets lost. Again. As they have done throughout this stake-in-the-heart homestead. As they have done with numbing regularity since mid-April.
The details don’t particularly matter, so we’ll buzz through them quickly: they ambushed Yankees starter Domingo German for an unfathomable three runs in the first, on home runs by Todd Frazier and Asdrubal Cabrera.
If you […]
by Greg Prince on 8 February 2018 3:24 pm
Todd Frazier is officially a Met! Which means Mike Moustakas isn’t! News like this demands exclamation points late in an ellipsis kind of winter.
Yet I am delighted enough to punctuate with enthusiasm, not so much because Frazier is a name-brand free agent who’s signed for only two years (I generally fall for those, regardless of […]
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