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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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No, They Can't Take Those Away From Me

I’m happy on a Monday from attending two Mets-Marlins games Saturday and Sunday, I’m pretty sure, because the act of Mets baseball — seeking it out, absorbing it fully and wrapping up the leftovers to go — still fulfills me. The lousy record, the murky future, the uninspiring ownership and the dozens of obvious letdowns […]

Just When I Thought I Was Out...

…well, you know the rest of the line.

On Wednesday night I walked down the stairs through the rotunda, but before proceeding out of the gates with their NYs, I looked briefly behind me. I had two reasons for doing so.

1) I wanted to see what oversized faux-Topps baseball card they’d created for Matt Harvey. It looked […]

Players Are People, Too?

We know best-selling author R.A. Dickey is a person as well as a top-notch pitcher, and we like that about him, because it gives us one more reason to find him, as he likes to say, trustworthy. If you’d like to discover more R.A. for yourself, as I did, he’ll be signing copies of Wherever […]

Inches and Streaks

It wasn’t fun watching Ike Davis strike out, roll an ankle and let a grounder play him into a helpless knot on its way into right field.

It wasn’t fun watching Jon Rauch hang sliders and snap his big, tattooed head around to follow their flight into faraway parts of Citi Field.

It wasn’t fun watching Scott […]

Aura of Less Than Success

The Mets all but screwed up a game started by Mike Pelfrey and it had absolutely nothing to do with Mike Pelfrey.

Now that’s what I call progress.

Other events covering the bottom of the eighth through the bottom of the ninth inning Saturday afternoon…now that’s what I’d call retrogression.

It was going to be such a simple […]