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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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That's What You Get When You Fall In Love

Games like these make you want to kiss the Mets logo smack between the “e” and the “t”…though maybe it would be more appropriate to kiss its “s,” considering it was Thursday’s tail end that made the whole thing so lovable.

There were enough isolated incidents across the 8½ innings that preceded this happiest of endings […]

The First Thing to Do Is Stop Falling

It’s not a good sign when you miss nearly all of the Subway Series, then are relieved that your team has an off-day.

I was at my 25th high-school reunion over the weekend, and so the Debacle in the Bronx was reduced to occasional bleary, baleful glowers at my phone, with the exception of a couple […]

Too Soon for a June Swoon

“What is happiness? It’s a moment before you need more happiness.”
—Don Draper

The rockheads were at it again Wednesday night, and again it was the Mets who pulled more rocks than the Nationals, losing once more in frustrating fashion and falling a little further away from first place in the National League East, a perch nobody…nobody…envisioned […]

Debacle-icious

This just in: Bud Selig has declared first place in the National League East vacant, pending location of a geographically suitable team that can play three hours of anything resembling baseball.

That description suited the Nationals somewhat more than it did the Mets, as the two clubs bashed away at each other spastically, exchanging errors and […]

Frisking Through the Fog of Orr

To understand that headline, go back a day and read my partner’s rather awesome post about Monday night’s instant Mets Classic.

Monday night’s game — forever to be recalled fondly, except in the Papelbon household, as the Jordany Valdespin Game — was a tense, taut affair, about as beautiful as a baseball game can be. Confronted […]

Floating On a Cloud of Jordany

But, Marge, that little guy hasn’t done anything yet. Look at him. He’s going to do something and you know it’s going to be good.
—Homer Simpson, “The Twisted World of Marge Simpson”

Mets fans of a certain age…essentially my age…have been giving themselves over to repeated cases of the goose bumps for the last couple of […]

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 […]

Us, We're Trying Just to Get to Second Base

Chico Walker, Charlie Neal, Tom Veryzer, Rod Kanehl
Jerry Buchek, Shawn Gilbert, Elio Chacon

Kelvin Chapman, Billy Cowan, Bobby Klaus, Billy Almon
Keith Miller, Chuck Hiller, Jose Moreno

During the 1996 presidential election campaign, Richard Ben Cramer, who had written about Bob Dole with incredible depth and sensitivity, was asked to characterize the Republican nominee’s policy agenda if […]