Many were the days in a previous life when I’d seek escape from a job whose novelty had long worn off with a visit to Forgotten New York, a site that took me on virtual tours of the shadows cast throughout the Five Boroughs by a stubborn past. Why were street signs that were no […]
No, not Citi Field. That’s so last decade.
We seem to be fairly well settled in to our new Web home (many thanks to John Keegan for his help and for answering a million questions), so I thought I’d offer a quick tour of the new stuff and talk a bit about where we’re going. The […]
If all goes as planned, sometime next week we will be reborn on the WordPress platform.
This should mean very little is different. Those finding us through faithandfearinflushing.com should continue to do so. Ditto for those using our blogharbor address. All our posts are being moved over. At least at first, the design will look very […]
We’re a team. We win together, we lose together, we celebrate and we mourn together. And defeats are softened and victories sweetened because we did them together.
It was fairly early in the life of this enterprise, which turns four years old today, that I coined the phrase that passes for its mission statement: the […]
In a way, this starts with Willie Randolph as long as he’s still managing our team. Willie Randolph commenced on the New York Mets adventure of a lifetime in the middle of February three years ago, as did Jason and I.
Watching Randolph’s Welcome Back press conference Friday, I felt an unusual kinship with Willie. Skip […]
The 365th day of the second year of Faith and Fear in Flushing is nearing completion. Tomorrow we, like Reyes to Valentin to Delgado, turn two.
We includes you, gentle reader. The comments you post, the e-mails you send and the vibes you put out have convinced me that what we’ve got here is far more […]
Fifty-two weeks ago today, you said this and I said that, and we were rolling.
And Mettily, we roll along.
Tomorrow marks the one-year anniversary of the birth of Faith and Fear in Flushing, coinciding conveniently with the reportage of pitchers, catchers and various uniformed authority figures to right where they belong, on a baseball field; David […]