I’ve been a baseball fan a very long time, but once a year, depending on the circumstances, I’m talked to like I’ve just discovered the game.
Ironically, it didn’t happen when I was relatively new to baseball. When I was a kid, the issue at hand was helpfully childlike in its simplicity. It went something like […]
Welcome to FAFIF Turns Ten, a milestone-anniversary series in which we consider anew some of the topics that have defined Mets baseball during our first decade of blogging. In this installment, we notice how Met turnover subtly became Met stability.
There was an article in the Washington Post the other day that fascinated me. It informed […]
The full moon is callin’
The fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers and moans
You’ve got your demons
And you’ve got desires
But I’ve got a few of my own
—Don Henley & Glenn Frey
Thursday afternoon, give or take a sidelined shoulder and a tightened hamstring, Spring Training worked as well as it possibly could. A split squad of […]
Welcome to FAFIF Turns Ten, a milestone-anniversary series in which we consider anew some of the topics that have defined Mets baseball during our first decade of blogging. In this installment, we scale Mount Acemore.
Bigger than big
That’s how you start it
—Marnie Stern, “Shea Stadium”
Stephen Sondheim, in his A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To […]
Well, I guess we’ve solved the Zack Wheeler pitch count problem for 2015.
Depth is a blessing, to be sure, but it is by no means optimal to learn your team will go forward stripped of — give or take a Niese — your No. 3 starter in the season when you envisioned the whole gang […]
A public service announcement from your vaguely killjoy pal here: Please keep in mind as you tune in to comforting video (if strange audio) on SNY/PIX 11, that four things can happen this time of year and three of them aren’t particularly beneficial to the greater good.
1) Stupid Stuff. This encompasses every off-field Spring Training […]
Say, you look familiar.
These March days, when spring somehow infiltrates the air, my instinct is to head to the nearest candy store, stationery store or luncheonette and pick up a pack of cards. More than a pack really. That instinct was finely honed in my childhood when every candy store, stationery store and luncheonette […]
Welcome to FAFIF Turns Ten, a milestone-anniversary series in which we consider anew some of the topics that have defined Mets baseball during our first decade of blogging. In this installment, the Mets get screwed but good.
When the tenth anniversary of Faith and Fear was on the horizon, I thought about putting together a countdown […]
In the first days of Faith and Fear a decade ago, Jason and I addressed each other directly, largely because nobody else was reading. For this post we’re going back to the idea. My thoughts are below, with Jason’s preceding.
“I don’t know if Rusty is gay, but I’d like to think he is. I’m sick […]
I’m a strict constructionist when it comes to the two seasons: baseball and off. If it’s not baseball season, then something’s off. It’s why, when I calculate the Baseball Equinox every December, the end point I plot for our long winter’s journey across the sunless sky is the first pitch of the first game of […]