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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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Changing My Narrative

Sometimes you find yourself a defender of the conventional wisdom.

Here’s Brian Mangan on the Mets signing Curtis Granderson. His take is smart, and it ain’t pretty. But I’m still happy.

The baseball stuff I’ll deal with quickly: I take heart from the fact that Granderson’s nightmarish 2013 was driven by not one but two bone-breaking HBPs, [...]

Death Spiral

I’m at my low point as a Mets fan.

It seems crazy to say it, but I really think it might be true.

There have been disasters before, of course.

I became a Mets fan in 1976, not knowing the team was about 14 months from becoming the baseball equivalent of North Korea. But I was a child [...]

Ten Years Ago...

… the Mets went 0-for-August at Shea Stadium.

I remember it all too well. They were 0-13 for the month, with game after game a despairing, infuriating question of when, not if. They then lost the first two home games in September, making the home futility streak 15 straight. The final loss was a 3-2 defeat [...]

Rain and Futility

Before tonight’s game, our bloggy colleagues at Amazin’ Avenue asked readers to predict how many wins the 47-48 Mets would wind up with.

My answer: 47, though I admitted that might be overly pessimistic.

Tonight the Mets played the kind of game that they’ve specialized in since the break: Fall behind, catch up thanks to a brief [...]

Stream of 5-17 Consciousness

I’ve seen Mets teams in free fall. What’s going on these days isn’t that. They’re not falling. They fell and are incapable of getting up. I can’t even say this is the worst I’ve seen them play in years, and not just because I can go back two years and say I saw much worse.

It’s [...]

New Year's Day

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are comin’ so you better run

I spent yesterday getting reacquainted with baseball — not the mesh-topped, guys-wearing-90 variety, but the real thing, with big crowds and bunting and flyovers and introductions and bats swung in anger.

My first stop was watching the Tigers fall to the [...]

Doomed

Being a Mets fan lends itself to a certain pessimism — Tug McGraw’s “YA GOTTA BELIEVE!” always struck me as more of a desperate entreaty than a statement of confidence. But this stretch? This is as bad as it gets to be a baseball fan. If Phil Cuzzi doesn’t vapor-lock last week, we’re 0-8 since [...]

We Believe in Setbacks

Jose Reyes is not running. He’s not swinging. He’s not fielding or throwing. He’s not functioning as a baseball player. We understand today he’s resting. With any luck, he’s healing.

But he’s a Met, so I wouldn’t go that far.

Reyes’s thyroid condition has sidelined him for a truly Metsian prognosis of two to eight weeks. Nobody [...]