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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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Leave the Mets, See the World (Series?)

The beginning of a postseason series, when your team isn’t involved and you feel no automatic rooting interest, is a baseball fan’s awkward professional networking cocktail party. You show up out of obligation, you don’t really feel as if you belong, you scan the room for any familiar face and you overcompensate for your discomfort [...]

Yikes, Ike

Somehow, I imagined that seeing my favorite team play a doubleheader that included two big-league debuts and began with David Wright poised to claim the club record for RBIs would be more fun.

After 10 days far from home, the idea of my own couch and the Mets on my own TV was pretty close to [...]

Giants: Go Back Where You Didn't Come From

Nothing makes you dislike a team you normally barely notice than being surrounded by a surfeit of its followers. Who knew the San Francisco Giants had enough followers in New York to constitute a dislikable surfeit?

It must be because every 23-year-old from the San Francisco Bay Area packed his or her belongings and moved to [...]

Fear the Beardless

Some games are taut testaments to the majesty of baseball when it’s played at the highest possible level by the best players in the world.

And other games are just fun.

Tonight’s opening tilt with the Giants certainly wasn’t a taut testament to anything, not with balls being misplayed and dopey stuff on the bases and grousing [...]

Shouted Down

Isn’t it nice when the Mets behave as we prefer them to? Pelfrey slick instead of sick; Beltran boasting upper body strength and no discernible knee problems; Reyes on the fly; Rodriguez setting off anxiety attacks but giving up no runs. We can accept all that and we can enjoy the results.

The atmosphere surrounding a [...]

Better Loved From Afar

I love Tim Lincecum, I really do. I love that perfect motion of his — my description of it last year was “the equation that solves a knotty physics problem, and leaves you smiling at the elegance and beauty of the answer,” which I’m not going to improve on. I love his God-given talents, [...]

The Magic is Elusive

And we never failed to fail
It was the easiest thing to do
—Crosby Still & Nash

No doubt there are San Francisco Giants fans this morning (many of whom squealed with irritating delight at Citi Field) who took Tuesday’s night’s extra-inning win over the unformidable New York Mets as a sign of some sort. Their team was [...]

Why I'd Own a Team

Before the latest round of Wilpon news erupted, I had been thinking about owning a baseball team. I don’t mean that in the “I had some spare zillions lying around and was looking to buy one,” but rather why people (very rich people) would do it. Usually owners come to the fore when there’s bad [...]

This Night Won't Last Forever

The grizzled cabbie craned his neck out of the taxi window to survey the madhouse on Market Street. San Francisco’s busiest downtown boulevard, even on normal days, was teeming with thousands of jubilant Giant followers. Car horns were honking. Orange and black confetti was fluttering from the windows above. Strangers were shaking hands, then embracing. [...]

Rooting For Instead of Against

We are on the cusp of the Blessedly Likable World Series, featuring two teams that carry little baggage in our weary eyes. We’re not rooting against anybody; instead we’re choosing between the team that took out the Yankees and the team that took out the Phillies. How can we not like both of them?

Pulling back [...]