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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.

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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Let Me Up (I've Had Enough)

Maybe I'd just gone numb, but a couple of weeks ago it seemed to me that the Mets at least stopped losing in horrifying ways and began losing in quiet, mundane ways. Not that it ultimately mattered to the bottom line — for we the faithful it was kind of like being a lobster placed [...]

I Wouldn't Recommend This

Those who aren't baseball fans…I don't get them. They can be polite about how it's just not their thing or they can be virulent to the point of obnoxious over “it's so boring” and “who cares about millionaires trying to hit a ball with a stick?” I generally pity them more than disdain them, for [...]

The Things I Miss the Most

Exactly one year after we left it for the last time, I think I miss the enormity of the place most of all. It was big. I don't think I realized how big until I noticed how relatively small the new place is. You wouldn't think a humongous stadium would be something you'd miss in [...]

In Memoriam

Today, September 28, 2009, is the first anniversary of the last game ever played at Shea Stadium. Consider this David G. Whitham photo and this post a yahrzeit candle lit in its memory.

May the places we love live on. May we always find new places to love as well.

The Last Lap

I confess that I turned on the TV this afternoon more from duty than devotion. There were things to do, the memory of Saturday night's game was freshly dispiriting, and to my surprise I was curious to see what the transformed Jets were all about. Watching Pat Misch trying to escape the perils of the [...]

Editing the Lowlight Reel

You'd figure everybody had all the evidence they needed to prove just how inept the 2009 Mets were. They've filled gag reels and faux Monopoly boards with pops that were dropped, bases that went ungraced, fielders who fell and everything that went comically wrong — right?

But wait! Another clip has revealed itself. It's footage from [...]

Hate Is for Hanley

I got in a fair amount of trouble earlier this summer for admitting I don't hate the Phillies. (Link omitted on purpose.) It only took me about half an inning tonight to remember how much I hate the Marlins.

I hate their horrible stadium, with its sacks of Soilmaster, acres of teal and football scars.

I hate [...]

Spoiler Alert

The days grow shorter, the Flashbacks grow longer. You already know the Mets won the 1999 National League Wild Card if you read this or lived through it. I’d maintain the suspense over the outcome of the NLDS that followed, but they give it away when you walk in the Bullpen Plaza.

All of which is to [...]

Evidence of Things Seen

Winter Training shifts into high gear with an exhibition of nothingness tonight, one more a week from tonight and then, starting the following Monday, we have nothing for real.

I'm picking the Mets to go 0-0 starting October 5, but I don't want to be overconfident.

Until then, nine games of baseball remain, all of it probably [...]

No News Is Bad News

Well, good morning everybody.

No, your bloggers have not taken a page from the New York Times and decided that watching the Mets play out a frayed string isn't always worthy of coverage. The problem, rather, was your correspondent putting his head down for what he presumed would be the briefest of respites after the top [...]