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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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Hello Again, Little Black Cloud

Welp, the little black cloud is back.

This was a 2014 Mets game concocted from all-too-familiar ingredients: The recipe calls for mostly good starting pitching, a pretty good bullpen, no offense, some fundamentally dumb baseball, a dash of tragedy and a pinch of farce. Stir for nearly four hours and you get an aggravating, annoying loss.

I said [...]

Anger Counts As Feeling Something

Get out your microscopes, because we’re going to examine a very small silver lining.

For much of the spring, as horrific loss followed horrific loss, I advised you to do something else with your summer, even as I knew I wouldn’t take my own advice. I didn’t and I’m glad I didn’t, because the Mets are [...]

A Little Fun

It’s not a lot of fun listening to Brandon Morrow and a bunch of Blue Jays you mostly know from fantasy teams throttle an undermanned Mets squad in another country. The final score was only 2-0, but given a punchless Mets lineup with too many dudes looking up at the Mendoza Line and David Wright [...]

Only a Day Away

The Mets were horrible again. Stripped of a flu-ridden Carlos Beltran in addition to everybody else, they made Clay Hensley look like a shoo-in for Cooperstown, mustering one cosmetic run in falling to the just-passing-through Marlins.

Though, in fairness, they got an assist from Angel Hernandez, everybody’s favorite umpire. With two outs in the third, Chris [...]

I Hold These Truths to be Self-Evident

Greg Gibson is bad. That’s all there is to it.

Clayton Kershaw is spectacular. That, too, is all there is to it.

If the Dodgers wanted to beat the Mets every game ever, they’d start Hong Chih-Kuo each time and never take him out.

The Mets can’t afford to play shoddy defense. Nobody can, obviously, but there’s a [...]

Tricky Dickey Twirls a Quickie

There was a home run that became a triple that became an extended farce of a video review session that became a nagging left on base. There was, at last, a double followed by another double and those became a run. There was a no-hitter that unfortunately became a one-hitter, but ultimately stayed a one-hitter [...]

A Happy Recap We Can All Use

You could have colored me the whitest shade of pale orange and blue when I saw Frankie “Release K-Rod Now” Rodriguez return to the mound in the bottom of the tenth inning to attempt to do with a one-run lead what he couldn’t do with a two-run lead in the bottom of the ninth inning.

“I [...]