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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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The Walkoff Win That Kind of Limped Home

Some nights we invoke Bob Murphy and offer a happy recap. Some nights we channel Gary Cohen when the big hit is outta here! Some nights we are thrilled to make like Howie Rose and put it in the books! Some nights we even have to agree with Fran Healy that Shea Stadium is rocking!

Tuesday […]

A Chance for Mets Folks to Say Hello

An out-of-town tryout used to be a staple of the theater. It was where producers ran their musicals up the flagpole to see what was saluted and what sagged in the breeze before fixing up the rough patches, packing up the trunks and transporting the whole shooting match to the Great White Way. Like those […]

A Day in the Bleachers

I think I’m a little too happy to have finally secured a spot in Shea’s sun-drenched picnic area, don’t you? But what a vista! As the t-shirt implies, it feels like the crossroads of the civilized world out there.

(Thanks to Emily for snapping what is now my all-time favorite picture of me and my ballpark.)

Very Cherry

The newest ballpark in the Majors doesn’t break all that much ground, but I give it props for the cherry blossoms it planted along its main concourse. Very Washingtonian without being at all political. Nicely done!

Overrun by Mets Fans

Mets fans were just happy to be anywhere after losing three in a row in Philadelphia and Chicago, but these Mets fans would be even happier hours later when their team would defeat the Nationals in Washington’s newest monument. From left to right, well, there’s me (wearing my Super Bowl Champion Giants shirt to subliminally annoy […]

The Shea Countdown: 12

12: Tuesday, September 9 vs Nationals

Often this year, ladies and gentlemen, as we have tackled our Countdown Like It Oughta Be, we have spoken to the extraordinary versatility of Shea Stadium and the kinds of events it has hosted. This grass and these walls have provided temporary grounds to icons spiritual, presidential and rock 'n' […]

Carlos' Curtain Calls

One of the definitive events in recent Met years happened on April 6, 2006 — Carlos Beltran, after being treated shabbily by the Shea faithful for much of 2005 and booed during a slump in the early part of his next season, hit a home run, circled the bases and then plunked his behind on […]

I Got What I Came For

I got to spend an extra half-hour with my wife. I got a foam finger. I got to meet a mezzanine icon. I got a kid an ice cream cone. I got my 89th starting pitcher. I got three substantial home runs. I got a fearless catch from a fearless rightfielder. I got my third […]

I've Sat Everywhere, Man

How is it remotely possible that Shea and I got to its last year together without me and its bleachers making mutual acquaintance? It's no longer a relevant question because (cue the Colbertian fanfare), I DID IT!

So much excitement for sitting as far from home plate (non-vertically) as you possibly can, but it's been my […]

One Fig Leaf of a 'Probably' Aside, He Finally Kind of Gets It

“In the realm of sports, yeah, no question, it was a devastating loss. It was a devastating loss for us as a team, certainly for me as a player, and for the fans, no question about it. As a fan of sports and sports teams, I understand that feeling. But I guess I was approaching […]