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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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Working Blue Doesn't Suit Me
by Greg Prince on 22 April 2007 11:12 pm When I first heard the name “Kelly Johnson” two years ago, I snickered the stunningly puerile snicker of one who had spent too many morning hours listening to Howard Stern.
Kelly = a shade of green.
Johnson = ah, you know.
It wasn’t funny then. It’s twice as unfunny after today. There’s nothing funny about a Kelly Johnson. Or his bat.
Suffice it to say that for at least one weekend, the Braves are The Aristocrats of the National League East. They’re quite an act.
In deference to the obscene final score, I’ll forego the Cox jokes.
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i will never be able to watch the braves again without thinking of this.
thanks. no, seriously.
at least i can blame you for the childish snicker that will ensue.
I've said worse about Chipper. And Smoltz.
And Scott Schoeneweis.