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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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And Here We Are Again

The funny thing is I’m not sure I actually know what Greg Dobbs looks like.

Ask me to picture Chase Utley or Robinson Cano or Brian McCann or Ryan Zimmermann and I can instantly conjure a mental picture for you. Dobbs? I’ve got nothing except a general impression of squatness.

But maybe that’s appropriate. Just as a tornado or a tidal wave or an earthquake looks different depending on your vantage point, Dobbs looks different depending on what havoc he’s wreaking on the Mets. The constant is that he’s wreaking it.

LaTroy Hawkins’ pitch to Dobbs in the bottom of the eighth — the one he blasted down the right-field line for a three-run homer — was the final one I heard today. I snapped my earphones out of my phone, shut down AtBat and declared the finale of a thoroughly misbegotten Mets-Marlins series over a few minutes before it was actually so. The whole game had been a mess for me anyway — my battery was streaking towards empty and the radio feed kept cutting out, much like the Mets’ hitting, pitching and fielding. And when the Mets were at the plate in the middle innings, even a brief interruption could mean quite a few at-bats disappearing: Between the sixth and the seventh inning the Mets saw a grand total of 11 pitches. They then went down 1-2-3 on 10 pitches in the eighth. Way to make ’em work, fellas.

The rest? Matt Harvey was bad — incredibly and then resignedly. So was Scott Rice. And so was Hawkins. All three of those players have been somewhere between pretty useful and amazing this year, so it’s impossible to get too worked up about bad outings that happened to coincide. But that streak of frantic outmaking is harder to shrug off. And so are the galling misplays by Rick Ankiel and Lucas Duda.

Sigh. It feels like that four-game sweep of the Yankees happened around 140 B.C., doesn’t it?

7 comments to And Here We Are Again

  • budgeteer

    It seems Dobbs always kills the Mets, but his lifetime BA against them is .263 vs .264 overall. He does have 8 of his 46 HR against the Mets. It seems more like 20 of 46!

  • eric b

    Was at this game…mortification. Ike looks better…everyone and everything else, worse.

  • Dennis

    Wow… think I was pumped up to see them play the Marlins this weekend….HA!

  • Joe D.

    Hi Jason,

    Seeing how the Yankees have continued playing bad ball – losing two out of three to the sox with little scoring – perhaps it wasn’t that we swept the Yankees but that we faced them at a time they were beginning to play bad ball.

    Mets not hitting. And poor Zack Wheeler when he gets called up. The only Met player we had that could have contributed to more run scoring was the player we traded him for…..

  • budgeteer

    Another scary thing. Mets are 7-1 vs A.L., but only 15-31 .326 vs N.L. Marlins are 15-33 vs N.L.

    • open the gates

      So here’s a thought! How about the Mets join the American League?

      On second thought, bad idea. That would mean Matt Harvey couldn’t bat for them anymore. ;)

  • FL Met Fan Rich

    Situation back t normal!