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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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On Outliving Gil Hodges

The phrase “48th birthday” carries a Metsian resonance that resounds beyond the usual suspects. Randy Tate, Randy Myers, Aaron Heilman (I suppose)…all valid identifiers for we who are tenured fans/MBTN bookmarkers, yet when I found myself earlier this week noticing the nearness of my 48th birthday, one name unattached to uniform No. 48 planted itself […]

The Age of Gl@v!ne

How appropriate for a person who sees almost everything through Mets-tinted lenses that on the final day of this decade I turn 47. When I see 47, of course, I see not so much a chronological measurement but a uniform number. And when I see that uniform number at the end of this decade, I […]

Don't Pitch to Kevin Young

Welcome to Flashback Friday: I Saw The Decade End, a milestone-anniversary salute to the New York Mets of 1969, 1979, 1989 and 1999. Each week, we immerse ourselves in or at least touch upon something that transpired within the Metsian realm 40, 30, 20 or 10 years ago. Amazin’ or not, here it comes.

1969 was […]

A Season at Shea

“I guess it looks as if you’re reorganizing your records. What is this though? Chronological?”


“Not alphabetical…”




“No fucking way.”

—Dick, amazed by Rob, in High Fidelity

For my 46th birthday today, which coincides with the end of the final calendar year in which baseball was played at Shea Stadium, I am giving myself the gift of one more […]

Not Bad

Today was the day when, in Met terms, I joined the numerical ranks of Tug McGraw and Pedro Martinez and latter-day John Franco when he was at his most lovable. Today, after a lifetime of being no older than 44, I wear a 45 on my back.

I seem to recall a conversation between Lou Grant […]

The Top 500 Songs of All-Time

As promised or perhaps threatened, here are what I humbly refer to as The Top 500 Songs of All-Time (1972-1999), determined solely by me and presented without commercial interruption in the WFUN-AM 790 Miami New Year’s Eve countdown style I first encountered 34 birthdays ago today.

Less talk. More rock…

500. Dialogue (Part I & II) – […]

Waiting On The Countdown

It’s what I do
It’s what I do
It’s not some game I play
It’s in my DNA
It’s what I do
—Donald Fagen

Tomorrow, Sunday, is my birthday. It’s my 44th birthday overall, the seventh among them to fall on a Sunday. When I think of having a Sunday birthday, I think of one in particular.

Few are the days of […]

A Game For My Birthday

They’ll be amazing, amazing, amazing, and this year I want you to follow ’em. They’ll be known in all the periodicals because they’ll be in South America — New Year’s Day will be their best game. This year will be over in a hurry.

—Casey Stengel, 1969 World Series Highlight Film

The Ol’ Perfesser is right. (Is […]