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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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I Think…

…that if I weren't so tired, and hadn't imagined like three innings ago that the Care Bears were skipping around the room laughing at me, and hadn't been yelling “SAVE US!” at each new Met batter in a voice more than a bit tinged with hysteria, and hadn't been hiding under the covers during random Padre at-bats, and hadn't been wondering if I could just wake up in the morning in the time for innings 43 and up, that I'd be more disappointed that we lost that one. In fact, in the morning I know I'll be more disappointed. For now, it means I can sleep.

That last shot of Woody Williams awkwardly high-fiving the fan through the screen (a fan who'd just got a full beer from somewhere) did make me smile, however. They must love him in San Diego.

Go get 'em tomorrow. But you know what? Let's play one.

3 comments to I Think…

  • Anonymous

    Hell, let's score two…

  • Anonymous

    exhaustion has its uses. otherwise, this loss would be excruciating.
    for the turn that frown upside down file, the bullpen certainly seemed worthy. even bradford, who i think was simply left in too long.

  • Anonymous

    You think you had it bad – I'm in Edinburgh in Scotland and woke up randomly at 5.30 am, so i hit the button on my computer to listen to the last inning online. Then i drifted back asleep and when i woke up in the morning I lay awhile trying to remember what happened. Then it came to me – Pedro hit a 2-run homer in the 14th! I lay back and smiled for a full 10 seconds before i started to think “hmm, that was probably a dream, wasn't it…”