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Greg Prince and Jason Fry
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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A Good Year to Honor Ron Hunt

The Mets tell us things in dribs and drabs. Like who’s gonna fill out the starting rotation. Like who’s gonna be in the outfield. Like what they’ll be giving away besides the occasional late-inning lead.

The franchise that keeps as low a profile as possible in winter (no fanfest, no caravan, as little noticeable effort at […]

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen

Good job, fellow National Leaguers! Hurrah, everybody but the Marlins (since they didn’t help)! And what the hell…competent handling of a starting lineup that outperformed its credentials, retired wormlike manager we never need to look at again!

Graciousness doesn’t always come easy when you’re used to rooting against so many of those who constitute “your team” […]

Frank You Very Much for Coming

“He slept, he stole, he was rude to the customers. Still, there goes the best damned employee a convenience store ever had.”
—Apu, on Homer, “Lisa’s Pony”

I doubt there’ll ever be much nostalgia for the Francisco Rodriguez era of New York Mets baseball, an epoch officially declared over in the minutes following the National League’s second […]

Blood & Pleasure

• The Mets are holding a blood drive on Thursday, July 7, at Caesars Club, 10 AM to 5 PM (enter through the Hodges VIP gate; parking available in Lot G at Roosevelt & 126th). You open up a vein to help save lives and the Mets will thank you with two tickets for a […]

Winning Rationalizes Everything

First, to the McCann of the Hour…

I didn’t have a favorite Brave before, but I do now.

Thank you Brian McCann for ending a streak of twelve consecutive negative All-Star decisions that seemed destined to reach thirteen on habit if not merit. And you’re welcome, Brian McCann, for our firing you up properly at Citi Field […]

Oh The Bell With It

I’d be a lot more miffed about the National League’s umpteenth consecutive All-Star defeat if…

A) The Mets and hosting duties for a portion of the 2009 World Series weren’t looming so definitively as mutually exclusive propositions.

B) The lack of National League home field advantage was theoretically going to cost the Mets an extra game at […]

Don't Get Tied Up in Nots

The sun rose this morning, which was only the second most predictable episode of the past dozen or so hours. Leading the pack was the absolute certainty that the National League would find a way to lose the All-Star Game.

And they did. They made the world wait a little longer than usual, but that only […]

Hands on the Torch

Willie Mays emerges in centerfield after the briefest videoboard introduction in which he was pictured mostly in the cap and uniform he wore when he was first wowing his millions of fans several thousand miles to the east. He’s engulfed Teddy Ballgame-style by a mostly new generation of All-Stars: a few perennials, but primarily young […]

Mets In Five

To welcome back our friend and blolleague Metstradamus from his high seas adventure and save him one more day-after-vacation errand, we humbly present the Faith and Fear Hate List for July 12, 2006, All-Star Game Edition.

This homage became necessary because as the National League’s victoryless streak reached 10, I found myself really far more full […]

Ohmigod! They Killed Kenny!

Tuesday night, for probably the last time in my life, I was happy to see Andruw Jones hit a home run. It had almost nothing to do with getting the National League on the board in the All-Star Game. It had everything to do with it having been hit off of Kenny Rogers.

I don’t know […]