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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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Bourn in February?

Gentle Reader: The topical hook of this column is incredibly outdated, but the historical stuff is still keen!

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Michael Bourn. Not a Met. Not yet. Maybe never. Maybe soon. It’s not a story that seems to include resolution. (EDITOR’S NOTE: Resolution came.) But if Bourn is gonna be one of ours soon, he’s gonna start his [...]

The Guys in Our Uniforms

I’m kind of sorry I ever heard the admonition to not trust what I see in September since I’d like to believe what I watched and listened to Saturday was a true indication of where the Mets (and the Phillies) are headed. Yet I understand that they were just two games getting played because contractually [...]

A Marvelous Mess in Cincy

Now that was a fun game.

A mess, to be sure — a big, brawling, unpredictable, crazy game, with lots of reversals and no guarantees, particularly if you were a Reds pitcher asking your defense to get a freaking out already — but a fun mess.

For four innings Jonathon Niese looked untouchable, coolly sawing Reds apart [...]

Hair's the Thing...

Day-night doubleheader Saturday. Day portion was somewhere in the middle of Connecticut. Nightcap was where it usually is.

Dana Brand’s family organized a public memorial to their husband/father/brother in Newtown, Conn., to which hundreds showed up. Where’s Newtown? Somewhere that adds to my admiration of Dana. He commuted daily to Hempstead from up there? He drove [...]

Glad This Night & the Pipps

Remember Angel Pagan? Me neither.

Just kidding. Of course I remember Angel Pagan. Angel Pagan was the Mets’ center fielder before Jason Pridie. Pagan was pretty good at one point, I vaguely recall. Finished in the Top 10 in triples among National League batters two years in a row.

You know who else hit a lot of [...]

Regress to the Meaningful

If I’d asked you on Wednesday night if you were disappointed to think about a Mets-free Monday, you’d have said that wasn’t funny. We were 5-13, still reeling from watching rainouts or doubleheader losses, and the idea of meaningful games in May had become a sour joke.

Four days later, well, whaddya know? That day off [...]

Leaning Forward

Next week the clocks spring ahead. Silly clocks — we’re already there. We’re running on Jenrry Mejia Daylight Savings Time. Mejia was so lights out in his exhibition debut Friday that the umps called the game on account of darkness.

This is a great time to be a Mets fan if you ignore thyroids, pink eyes [...]