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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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by Greg Prince on 10 December 2022 1:57 pm
I got a huge kick out of leafing through the 1967 Mets Yearbook years after it was published and finding that even then Ed Kranepool, a mere 24 yet the only Met left from the Mets’ first year of 1962, was referred to as “The Dean” of the Mets in terms of continuous service with […]
by Greg Prince on 23 July 2022 9:46 am
In 1969, 1973, 2000 and 2015, the Mets qualified for the postseason without the benefit of capturing their first game after the All-Star break, thus if you need a little precedent to take the edge off the first game the 2022 Mets played in five days leaving you wondering if they thought Friday night was […]
by Greg Prince on 8 June 2022 2:10 pm
On August 8, 1963, the day after Jim Hickman hit for the first cycle in Mets history, the Mets won again, 3-2, with first baseman Duke Carmel (one of two Dukes to play for the Mets that day at the Polo Grounds) hitting the deciding home run in the eighth inning. Between Carmel’s big blow […]
by Greg Prince on 9 September 2021 2:00 pm
Ten years ago this month, Mets fans hung on the statistic of batting average. Never mind that analytic understanding had taken its toll on the popular utility of what used to be considered the defining standard of hitting excellence. Never mind OPS. Never mind WAR. A Met was competing for the highest batting average in […]
by Greg Prince on 3 March 2021 9:15 pm
Welcome to the tenth chapter of Faith and Fear’s historical countdown of the The Top 100 Mets of the 2000s. A full introduction to what we’re doing is available here. These are the more or less best Mets we rooted for as Mets fans during the decade FAFIF came to be. In honor of the […]
by Jason Fry on 11 September 2020 9:00 am
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
July 21, 2004 was a hot and sticky day in New York, with the temperature in the high 80s and a night that didn’t promise to be much more comfortable. The Mets were bumping […]
by Greg Prince on 25 August 2020 6:23 am
Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.
One must wait until the evening
To see how splendid the day has been
—Sophocles
In the film Defending Your Life, Albert Brooks stars as Daniel Miller, a Californian who dies in a car […]
by Greg Prince on 30 July 2020 2:19 pm
“Everywhere I went,” Marvin Gaye and, later, James Taylor sang, “it seems I’d been there before.” In that spirit of history either repeating or rhyming, I’d have to say that on Wednesday night, I kind of got what they were getting at.
On October 25, 1986, though the result didn’t go final until the earliest hour […]
by Greg Prince on 19 December 2019 2:22 am
Welcome to the ninth chapter of Faith and Fear’s countdown of The Top 100 Mets of the 2010s. An introduction to the series is available here; you can read the most recent installment here. These are the more or less best Mets we rooted for as Mets fans these past ten years. Since a decade […]
by Greg Prince on 1 October 2018 4:17 pm
The baseball season ended Sunday, you might have noticed. Maybe you didn’t if you’re one of those people who insists you stopped watching the Mets by June, a good month to have looked away, I suppose. I never stopped looking, never stopped noticing, never stopped doing all […]
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