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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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Mets Fail to Completely Screw Up

The Mets played two baseball games on Monday and they were both pretty terrible, even by the low standards of fans who are staring six baseball-free months in the face and would normally take extras with no questions asked.

The first game muddled along without too much horror until the middle innings and then fell apart, […]

Like Day and Night

Technically, Sunday afternoon’s Mets win over the Nationals was the day half of a day-night doubleheader, but you’d be excused for confusion in that the day game itself proceeded like day and night from a Met perspective. Maybe that was appropriate at the end of a week that commenced with a solar eclipse.

DAY BREAKS: Asdrubal […]

A Tie That Felt Like a Win

Maybe I was just in a good mood.

Emily and I were supposed to be back Monday night — Portland, Me., is an easy 45 minutes or so away by plane. But Monday night’s rainout also scratched our plane, shifting us to a 5:30 am departure Tuesday. Ugh … and then they cancelled that one too, telling […]

.500 In Miniature

When your team has been immersed in an era of losing, your main ambition for them is that they start winning. Or at least stop losing more than they win. Nobody aspires to be .500 unless you can’t get and stay there. We haven’t gotten there and then beyond it for keeps since 2008. Hence, […]

The Twinight Zone

Please come to Denver
With the snowfall…
—Dave Loggins

Submitted for your approval…nah, scratch that. Who here would approve of anything the Mets did Tuesday night in the city that’s been their personal Twilight Zone for two decades? Not fans of the Mets. Certainly not fans of crisp, clean baseball. Perhaps fans of the Rockies, but honestly, those […]

The Original Craig Anderson

If you’re a Mets fan who likes to read, read George Vecsey recounting his recent visit with 1962-1964 Met pitcher Craig Anderson, who finished his career on an 18-game losing streak but not before he crammed two wins into one day, fifty years ago tomorrow. For a man whose name became statistically synonymous with “loss,” […]

Sweeps

I think that I won’t raise a peep,
And just enjoy my twinbill sweep.

A sweep half-won on R.A.’s wits;
Allowed one run on seven hits.

A sweep, thanks to Gee, in Game Two,
All Mets all clad in BP blue.

A sweep enhanced by healed Jose,
A welcome sight, sans Jason Bay.

Upon Evans, this squad depends;
Nick’s exile finally ends.

Posts are blogged […]

The Citi Fields of the Mind

The makeup doubleheader begins at 4:10, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms at 5:40, filling the late afternoon and the early evening, and then as soon as Manny Acosta comes in, it stops and leaves you to face the nightcap alone.

You counted on it, relied on it to buffer the passage of time, […]

Who Says Print Media's Irrelevant?

Front Page News!

While the Wall Street Journal tries to pump up area newsstand sales and perhaps take down a stolid competitor with the launch of a Greater New York section, which includes the assignment of yet another Mets beat reporter (one who took on the heretofore uncovered subject of how the Mets […]

The Win Chill Factor

That was the coldest doubleheader in the history of Citi Field.

Granted, it was the first doubleheader in the history of Citi Field: the first one that required only one admission, the first one that left you doubting whether you’d leave with all the fingers and toes you brought and the first one that led us […]