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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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This Time, 162

A quick reminder to our boys wrapped in orange and blue layers for when they begin their season in Arctic conditions today or tomorrow or whenever there isn’t a projected 29-degree wind chill with 60% chance of snow showers in Cincinnati:

Play every game. There are 162 on your slate. Play all of them. Play all […]

Once More Around the Parks

Friday night was about taking the first steps from a state of shock to a sense of tentative acceptance. Sunday (the workout opened to planholders; Stephanie and I went courtesy of a very thoughtful planholder) was for the journey from bottom to top, front to back, side to side, ins and outs. Maybe.

I say maybe […]

I Brought My Own

With Citi Field sadly lacking an explicit tribute to half of the Mets’ forebears, I installed my own New York Giants homage atop my noggin for the day.

FYI, in the interest of old-timey accuracy, the Dodgers didn’t wear white jerseys that said Brooklyn. That’s something you do in your road grays.

Paint the Corner

The 126th Street side of Citi Field can’t possibly go very long without a strike zone box painted on one of its walls. It’s too perfect a place for stickball not to. Any ball that bounces into the chop shops is a triple.

Found It!

Our brick, in the foreground. It’s the one with a date and a score.