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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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That Old Feeling

OK, I'm no longer so philosophical. In fact, I'm in the Valley of the

Shadow of Something Not Good. Like I'm imagining the proto-bloggers of

1988 Baltimore gathered around crabs and beer, grousing that their damn

team is 0-3 and wondering when it's going to end. Where does the AP get off invoking Jack Fisher and George Altman and the Class of '64? I thought that was our gig.

Losing streaks are like bad bouts of the flu: When you're in the middle

of one, you can't imagine you'll ever be well again. Clearly misery is

to be your lot in life, unless whatever you have is fatal, which seems

perfectly plausible. Then you get well and a couple of days later

you're vaguely embarrassed about all that drama.

Unless, of course, this is Baltimore and it's 1988….

Enough. No more. It's far too early to turn this blog into the Yusmeiro Petit Watch. Atlanta Braves, feh. Due for a fall, I say.

Just win, boys.

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