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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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It's Who Ya Know

Ryder takes his FAFIF shirt out for a Citi Field on-field spin.

Stephanie and I have enjoyed telling people we know Ryder Chasin since the day we met him at his Bar Mitzvah in the fall of 2009. If that sounds like an unusual place to meet somebody for the first time, Ryder was no ordinary Bar Mitzvah boy and the site for the celebration of his “becoming a man” not the kind of place where you’d necessarily figure on being any time of year, let alone a windswept November afternoon. That story is here, but I’m happy to report it merely serves as prelude to further chapters of our story together, the latest of them unfolding last Tuesday night at Citi Field — which included some time on the field with Ryder and his dad, Rob. Rob, it happens, knows somebody who knows somebody and…well, we took in batting practice from our own little barricaded alcove (SAT word!); sat in some incredibly close and cushy seats; enjoyed unusually personal attention from the Mets (including two autographs for Ryder from actual Mets Jordany Valdespin and Justin Turner); discovered what the little-known Payson entrance is for (consider it the Citi Field equivalent of Henry Hill’s Copacabana shortcut through the kitchen in GoodFellas); were directed to a complimentary pregame buffet; and watched our favorite team look typically horrible in losing to the Rockies.

‘Spin takes a shot at getting the Mets going before all turned typically horrible. But we could see it from so close!

OK, so you can’t have everything. But with friends like Ryder and Rob, you can come pretty close to feeling like you do. Our thanks to them and whomever they know for letting us all pretend we were not just VIPs but VVIPs for a night. And, of course, thanks to the increasingly vertical Ryder Chasin — not yet 16 but already featuring more height than I’ll ever possess — for still fitting into his Faith and Fear t-shirt and thinking to wear it in a most appropriate setting.

3 comments to It’s Who Ya Know

  • Harvey Poris

    Getting back to Mets reality, the Wall Street Journal ponted out today that no team in history that was at least 5 games over .500 at the All-Star break had a worse second half than the the pace that these Mets on. They are 13-29 .310. The previous worse wasthe 1983 Angels, who were also 6 games up at the break and then went 28-56 .333 in the second half.
    The 1991 Mets were 12 games up at the break (46-34 .575) then went 31-50 .383 the second half. Interestingly, they 72-90 .444 the next year.

  • Joe D.

    Hi Greg,

    Glad you had a nice time in those luxury seats. Bet you could have used any entrance you wanted to as well!

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