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Jason Fry and Greg Prince
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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Win or Lose, Always Alous

The Alou family connection to the Mets has been revived. It goes back a long way.
First, there was the game of September 22, 1963 at Candlestick Park during which the Giants were drubbing the Mets so decisively (13-2 en route to 13-4) that manager Alvin Dark could afford to choreograph history. In the seventh inning, […]

Win or Lose, Always Alous

The Alou family connection to the Mets has been revived. It goes back a long way.

First, there was the game of September 22, 1963 at Candlestick Park during which the Giants were drubbing the Mets so decisively (13-2 en route to 13-4) that manager Alvin Dark could afford to choreograph history. In the seventh inning, […]

Queens: A November Kind of Place

In the twenty seasons they called it home, I never visited Shea Stadium to see the Jets play. It never came up as a possibility or as a desire. I wasn’t a committed Jets fan (a redundancy) until I was 15 and the mechanics of seeing an NFL game in person, even though the Jets […]

Queens: A November Kind of Place

In the twenty seasons they called it home, I never visited Shea Stadium to see the Jets play. It never came up as a possibility or as a desire. I wasn’t a committed Jets fan (a redundancy) until I was 15 and the mechanics of seeing an NFL game in person, even though the Jets […]

Oh No, The Honor Is All Ours

Congratulations to Ryan Howard, the National League's Most Valuable Player. He joins Joe Girardi, N.L. Manager of the Year, and Brandon Webb, the circuit's Cy Young winner in the 2006 awards pantheon. Great jobs, fellas.
Howard, you beat out Carlos Beltran (fourth in the voting after becoming the first Met to win a Gold Glove and […]

Oh No, The Honor Is All Ours

Congratulations to Ryan Howard, the National League's Most Valuable Player. He joins Joe Girardi, N.L. Manager of the Year, and Brandon Webb, the circuit's Cy Young winner in the 2006 awards pantheon. Great jobs, fellas.

Howard, you beat out Carlos Beltran (fourth in the voting after becoming the first Met to win a Gold Glove and […]

Omar Will Know What To Do

Greetings from Omar Minaya's pocket. That's where I'm wintering.
The healthy level of skepticism one should maintain in any situation has seeped away where me and the Mets' GM are concerned.
Trade away relatively young lefty Royce Ring when lefties are lefties? Omar knows what he's doing.
Sign potentially decrepit Damion Easley off a tepid year? Omar knows […]

Omar Will Know What To Do

Greetings from Omar Minaya's pocket. That's where I'm wintering.

The healthy level of skepticism one should maintain in any situation has seeped away where me and the Mets' GM are concerned.

Trade away relatively young lefty Royce Ring when lefties are lefties? Omar knows what he's doing.

Sign potentially decrepit Damion Easley off a tepid year? Omar knows […]

One Month Down, A Lifetime to Go

I like to give Hozzie The Cat a little chest/belly rub when he allows it, which is infrequently. Tonight he did. As I crouched down to find his purr zone, I serenaded him with a quick and unoriginal chorus of Ha-ZEE! Ha-zee Ha-zee Ha-ZEEE! I was a little more off-key than usual when it occurred […]

One Month Down, A Lifetime to Go

I like to give Hozzie The Cat a little chest/belly rub when he allows it, which is infrequently. Tonight he did. As I crouched down to find his purr zone, I serenaded him with a quick and unoriginal chorus of Ha-ZEE! Ha-zee Ha-zee Ha-ZEEE! I was a little more off-key than usual when it occurred […]