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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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At Least the Mets Were Awake

If the Mets win in a forest and I don't hear the Giants fall, did it still happen?

Sure it did. But the Mets winning in a walkoff usually creates a great big resonant sound in my Sunday as long as I'm near a TV or a radio carrying the broadcast. And I was — I […]

Sunrise, Sunset

The sun goes down over Citi Field, signaling the entrance of what must be my favorite time of day: night. Another great shot from the extraordinary lens of David G. Whitham, as taken from the revelatory Pepsi Porch, Friday at dusk.

To A Historically Speedy Recovery

Sharon took this picture Friday night, capturing, at once, three glorious elements of New York baseball history: the early 1900s Giants, the 1969 Mets and our best third baseman ever. No sentiment ever seemed as obvious as this one, but get well immediately, David Wright.

Very Good, Very Bad and All the Points in Between

In retrospect, why were we surprised? Didn’t it stand to reason that David Wright would go down too? And didn’t it make sense that, having failed to injure himself sliding into third or stretching for a bag or descending the dugout steps or conducting other maneuvers that have waylaid unwary Mets, the cruel baseball gods […]