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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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Not Their Best Met Selves

What you want as a fan is for your team to be its best self always. Of course you do. Win. Win 162 times and then eleven more times and then shower us in confetti. Be so best en route to the Canyon of Heroes that our […]

Entertainingly Terrible

For the life of me I can’t figure this Mets team out.

They’re built in a slapdash manner, with wildly optimistic Plan As and aw-shucks shrugs for Plan Bs. They can’t field. The hitting, relief and even the vaunted starting pitching are all inconsistent, lighting up and then going dark and making you want to bang […]

Everything Is Jake

The Mets beat the Marlins Saturday night, and while they didn’t score eight in the first — or eight at all — it was a pretty convincing victory. The headline was that Jacob deGrom looked like his old self once again: On Saturday he carved the Marlins up for the first three innings with a […]

Party at Zack's House

Friday night’s game was an Earl Weaver special — the Mets scored eight times in the first, then slowly pulled away. It was one of those games you think you’d want every night, because who doesn’t like a laugher that reveals itself as such within the first half an hour? In reality, though, you wouldn’t. […]

Boredom > Terror

Tuesday’s game at New Soilmaster marked an unhappy milestone for the new season: it was the first time I found myself deeply bored.

Seriously. The Mets scored a flurry of runs off Jose Urena and the Marlins’ slapstick defense (that part was fun), and then the game bogged down in a quagmire and 50 dudes more […]

A New Hero Battles Old Villains

On paper — which, admittedly, is always a risky way to start a baseball thought — the National League East should have four solid teams with postseason possibilities. The problem for the Mets, Nats, Phillies and Braves, which is also a silver lining for other N.L. contenders, is each of those four teams will spend […]

Beasts of the East

Jose Bautista will make history when he enters a game for his new team, becoming the first player to play for three separate NL East franchises in the same season. He hooked on with the Braves early in 2018, brought his talents to the Mets in May […]

Fighting Over Scraps

I was supposed to be writing this recap at home, finally returned from an eight-day jaunt that took me to six states and five ballparks (four of them new), with a side of genealogy dorkery. But that was before Biblical rains descended on New York, blanketing it in radar bands of creeping green, bubbling yellow […]

Irregular Season, Damn It

If I hadn’t long ago disabled the feature, I wouldn’t be surprised if the smiling MS Word paper clip popped up on my screen ASAP and started asking me, “Do you mean to type ‘lose’ in place of ‘win’?” and “Would you like to use the word […]

Tell You Why I Don’t Mind Mondays

I noticed an SNY banner displayed by the bourbon-branded club on the Promenade level, which I found odd (the banner, not the bourbon) until I remembered Gary Cohen mentioned something Sunday about broadcasting Monday night’s game alfresco. Our announcers were out of doors, and so were Stephanie […]