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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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Boredom at the Beach ... BUT WAIT

Emily and Joshua and I have spent a week in this apartment on Long Beach Island for 11 years now. We’ve been here since before there was a Faith and Fear in Flushing. We’ve been here when the Mets were in first place and when the Mets were close to last place. But we’ve rarely [...]

Our Captain Is Missing

What’s wrong with David Wright?

If you haven’t asked already, you had to ask after tonight’s debacle. Our captain grounded into a double play in the first, grounded out to open the fourth, grounded into a double play in the fifth, and struck out to end the game.

And that sad chronicle skipped over the seventh and [...]

Clank! Oof! Gasp!

There are summer nights when you sense fall’s coming and you want to hold baseball as tightly as you can.

This wasn’t one of those nights. This was a night when you wanted to shove baseball as far away as possible and run from it.

The Mets started out OK in LA, what with Curtis Granderson clubbing [...]

Those 90 Seconds or So = AWESOME

For 90 seconds or so, there was joy in Metville.

We’d punished the Cubs for removing Jake Arrieta, whose curveball had jelly-legged Met knees and kicked out Met fannies and turned Met bats into fan blades throughout another insanely beautiful August afternoon.

We’d reminded ourselves that we do too like Curtis Granderson, who broke a seemingly centuries-long [...]

They Complete Us

The Mets are chocolate and the Cubs are peanut butter: We’ve got a surplus of young pitching and not enough bats; they’ve got a surplus of young bats and not enough pitching. So plenty of baseball matchmakers want to know what, exactly, is taking so long: Send some prospects from Column Mets west while some prospects [...]

Behold the Majesty of Baseball

Who among us doesn’t remember being a kid in the backyard, dreaming — if only for a second — of a career in the big leagues?

I’m Lucas Duda. It’s the last out of another ass-kicking administered by the Nationals. I’m standing sort of near the plate, looking out at Rafael Soriano standing sort of near [...]

Patience, Met-Hopper

OK, so that little speech about patience? Today was why it needed to be said.

Today when the Mets rudely interrupted their own romp over the Phillies by blowing a five-run lead.

Today when the mangy zombie Phillies rose up and justified Ruben Amaro Jr.’s dingbat refusal to admit the obvious, disemboweling our bullpen and then shambling off [...]

To 2015 and Beyond!

Sandy Alderson insisted losing two out of three to the Nationals didn’t have anything to do with Friday’s developments in Metland, but let’s not kid ourselves.

Wilmer Flores is going to be the guy at shortstop, not Ruben Tejada. Lucas Duda is going to play against tough lefties. Kirk Nieuwenhuis was going to be the guy in left, except [...]

I Am Tired of Jon Niese and Want Him to Go Away

Jon Niese is recovered from his shoulder woes. His arm feels good. He’s revised his mechanics to correct the bad habits that led to shoulder irritation in the first place. But those revised mechanics are causing him to miss his location, leading to innings that blow up on him, as happened twice against the Nationals [...]

Missing Out

The life of a freelance writer is by turns exciting and terrifying, but one of its undeniable benefits is that a weekday matinee is no big deal.

Well, except when you’ve taken a fairly intense temporary office gig.

And when you don’t check the schedule carefully enough during the process of dividing game duties with your blog partner.

I [...]