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Greg Prince and Jason Fry
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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We Live in Interesting Times

Does the hamate bone exist for any reason except to sideline baseball players? Holy Benny Agbayani — how many outfielders can one playoff contender lose and still stay upright? With Carlos Gomez lost until September, I had to remind myself not to look askance at Ricky Ledee. Because if not him, who? The Mets were […]

Die Hard and Like It

If you can remember all the way back to May 17 (as in 17 runs surrendered), the Mets scored five runs in the ninth inning against the Cubs to secure a most unlikely 6-5 victory at Shea. I was at that game, endured eight mediocre innings and almost left. Almost. Instead, I changed seats and […]

Stuck in a Moment and the Mets Can't Get Out of It

I'm beginning to think we're the worst good team in baseball. Maybe we're the best bad team, but no, we're still in first by a breathable margin (thanks Astros, thanks Dodgers). However it's framed, someone's Juneing all over our July.

As on Monday, Tuesday night I learned I've gotta keep at least one eye on these […]

Autumn of the Patriarch

It's time.

Time to kick some Rockie ass? Time for young hurlers to prove something while other young hurlers heal? Time for SNY to bring the HD cameras on the road?

Yes to all of the above. But I'm not talking about those things. I'm talking about a more painful subject.

It's time for Julio Franco to step […]

Out of the Woods and Into the Rockies

They tried to make me watch the Rockies, I said no, no, no.

Yes they wear black but we didn't come back, I know, know, know.

With apologies to Amy Winehouse (and my choice for single of the decade) and to you, gentle reader, I have little of substance to add to this fine wire-service account of […]

Lo Duca, In His Impolitic Way, Was Right

I'm glad Paul Lo Duca never declared his candidacy for anything other than National League All-Star Catcher. I'd hate to see his quotes taken out of context, particularly this quote fragment from Friday:

“I'm a gambler, a racist and I like 18-year-old girls.”

Can't you just hear the rest? I'm Russell Martin and I approved this message […]

Sucks To Be Them, Good To Be Us

So the Phillies managed not to be swept a four-game series by the Mets. So the Phillies can continue to entertain the possibility that they are in a three-way race for the Eastern Division lead. So the Phillies, for one more day, can avoid their date with destiny.

The Phillies are the Chinese food of the […]

Once Upon a Time…

…there was a team that had a starting rotation many — including some of us — thought was better than ours. Whose lineup seemed to stack up pretty well with ours. A team that talked big that this was their year, for the first time since 1980 and the second time since … well, since […]

The Other Ballpark

“Greg? Is that you?”

“Um, yeah. Hi Shea.”

“Where have you been all Friday? You missed the day-night doubleheader on TV. The Mets swept!”

“I heard. Great for us.”

“You must’ve heard. You have an extra-big smile on your face.”

“Sure. I’m always happy when the Mets take two.”

“From the Phillies, no less.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s who they played.”

“You guess! […]

Don't Disrespect Our Borough

Our shirt of many numbers made its Pennsylvania photographic debut during the first game of Friday’s day-night doubleheader thanks to a commenter you know as bmfc1 and I know as a 1-man Bob Murphy Fan Club. It was my extreme pleasure to meet him early in the Mets’ 8-1/2-hour sweep of the Phillies. As for my […]