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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.

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Not Undead Yet

I just gandered a glance at today's papers and saw something about how we're going home and there's still time and we're only 5-1/2 out and nobody's pulled away and you never know…

Stop it. Sometimes you do know.

Even if it's just Pedro and the headline writers saying it, why must they do this to us? I realize games have to be played as if something larger is at stake, but just win a game and shut up and win another one. Stop fostering the myth that those crazy Mets are wacky enough to pull this thing off. If you truly wanted to pull this thing off, last week would've been a fabulous time to have started pulling.

I like hope as much as the next Mets fan, but they annihilated mine in Atlanta and entombed it in St. Louis. It's going to take more than one win following six losses to resuscitate hope.

Think the Mets are having a bad September? Well, they are, but somebody had one for the ages 97 years ago. Find out who at NY Sports Day.

4 comments to Not Undead Yet

  • Anonymous

    I thought this might be a good time to point out that you guys are third out of 188,000 in a google search of the phrase “faith and fear”. Wow.

  • Anonymous

    Hey, Christianity Today magazine and Oxford Scholarship Online — we're comin'ta getcha!

  • Anonymous

    In order to win 88 games – a reasonable target for making the wild card slot – the Mets will have to win 17 of their next 19.
    Say goodnight, Gracie.

  • Anonymous

    “a false hope is better than no hope at all” used to be a favorite expression of mine.
    “used to” being the key phrase in that sentence.
    man, even i of the it-could-still-happen mutant variant of fan know it takes more than one win a week to contend, or even hold on to .500, which is really the only realistic goal left to shoot for.
    aside from their propensity for excrutiating losses — way more than what i imagine the garden variety major league baseball team has swallowed — the most grating characteristic of the season is the mets' maddening inability to maintain any sort of consistency.
    except inconsistency. they have been consistent about that.
    earlier you wrote of 1985, SUCH a great year: i was at opening day, and baseball thursday, and can still hear the sound of strawberry shot off the clock. the season's end was made palatable by the sense that the boys simply ran out of time, that 1986 would be and was a continuation of the story that was 85.
    that's the false hope i'm offering here and now.