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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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Relentlessly It Ends

The baseball season ended Sunday, you might have noticed. Maybe you didn’t if you’re one of those people who insists you stopped watching the Mets by June, a good month to have looked away, I suppose. I never stopped looking, never stopped noticing, never stopped doing all […]

Special

July 21, 2004 was a hot and sticky day in New York, with the temperature in the high 80s and a night that didn’t promise to be much more comfortable. The Mets were bumping along around .500, and sort of battling for a National League East that no team particularly seemed to want to claim. […]

Dress Rehearsal

The highlight of Friday night’s meaningless Mets-Marlins game? It was a first-pitch groundout to third.

LOLMets and all that, but those of us who were there to see it were thrilled — because those 10 or so seconds represented the return of David Wright to the place he is most fully himself, the place he belongs, […]

A Small Stuffed Bear Is Still, Technically, a Bear

Jason Vargas headed into winter in style Thursday night, allowing three hits and no runs over seven innings as the Mets beat the Braves. In fact, Mets starting pitchers allowed the Braves exactly zero runs in the two teams’ final series of the year.

Asterisk time! Vargas may have shaved nearly three runs off his ERA […]

Homeward Bound

When David Wright and his employers announced his projected return to active duty, I did what I assume many Mets fans did: I checked StubHub. The cheapest tickets available for Saturday, September 29, were priced at about eight times what the cheapest tickets for every other game I’ve shopped […]

Resetting Expectations

Perhaps it was Mets Sensory Overload having gotten to me — Jay Horwitz’s expansive valedictory Wednesday afternoon; the practically literally endless rain delay Wednesday night; David Wright finally saying “uncle” to reality and telling us early Thursday afternoon when we could expect to see him play next and last — that […]

At Least We Lead the League in Something

Let’s be clear about one thing after a day where clarity was sadly lacking: Zack Wheeler was wonderful.

Wheeler’s blossoming is one of the unalloyed positives to come out of this weirdly bitter Mets season: Wheeler seems to have shaken off injuries and rust and youth to become the top-flight starter we’d imagined since he arrived. […]

Days Gone Down

Pending makeup dates instigated by rain, an atmospheric condition that seems to follow the Mets all about the continent, Wednesday brought us the final weekday afternoon game of the season. Yes, we’re actually at that point of the schedule when lasts are taking their final at-bats. Last […]

A 2018 Wish List

The Mets won an actually fun game Wednesday night: Noah Syndergaard looked solid for six innings, Jeff McNeil kept hitting, and three Mets (Todd Frazier, Dom Smith and Jose Bautista) cracked solo home runs as the forces of good kept the Giants down.

Entertaining games in garbage time are better than games to be endured, which […]

The Dwindling

Off-day? What off-day? Today brings Jacob deGrom vs. the Yankees, a rematch caused by rain. Which as I type this is blanketing New York again, with more to come. There’s an easy line about the elements being too tough an enemy for even the mighty Sir Jake, except that the mighty Sir Jake routinely is […]