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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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Duel on the Hill, Dud at the Plate

It was tight. It was tense. It was pitched the way you would swear under oath you prefer your games to be pitched. It was the kind of game you could really enjoy for the sake of sublime baseball until you remembered you had a rooting interest.

To be fair, if your rooting interest emanated from […]

Belated and Bemoaned

Somehow it took me until June 28 to get out to Citi Field to see a Mets game. What happened? Well, there was a rainout and my usual aversion to freezing my ass off in April, but mostly life got in the way.

With July rapidly approaching, it was Emily who put things right, engineering a […]

And Yet Somehow They Didn't

I began Sunday’s finale against the Marlins annoyed about Peacock, which my wife had already forked over $5 for (complete with a calendar reminder to cancel the subscription 25-odd days from now). But Peacock’s broadcast was fine, other than the absence of our home announcers. Jason Benetti handled play by play ably, Tommy Hutton told […]

Brandon (You’re a Fine Met)

There’s a Met
Out in center field
And some runs
Are what his hits do yield
Other pitchers
They all rue the way
He brings his teammates home

Yeah this Met
Never shows he’s down
As he lights
Up ol’ New York town
Buck says, “Brandon
Get us batting ’round”
And then he starts to fly

The metrics say
“Brandon, you’re a fine Met
What a leadoff
Guy you are
The season that […]

The Sound of No Dog Barking

I hate that the Miami Marlins exist, I doubly hate when the Mets have to play them, and I quadruply hate when the Mets have to play them in their Pachinko parlor-cum-fish tank-cum-mausoleum in south Florida.

I looked it up on Baseball Reference, and as I suspected, the Mets are 4-12,429 all time at Soilmaster Stadium […]

The High Cost of Filling Up

A Mets fan pulls into a gas station — gas prices, huh? The Mets are playing. They’ve just fallen behind at Minute Maid Park, 5-1, on Yordan Alvarez’s second home run of the game. The Mets fan missed the first one. He also missed Alex Bregman’s, which preceded Alvarez’s first in the first. It hasn’t […]

An Old Rule Revisited

I’ve heard it said that the second best thing one can do with an evening is watch your favorite baseball team lose a game. And that’s probably true.

But there’s watching your team lose a baseball game and there’s watching your team get its collective behind whooped, and Tuesday night was the latter. Trevor Williams was […]

At Home Wherever They Are

After defeating the Marlins on Monday afternoon, the Mets are 24-10 at home and 4-1 in games that end homestands. As if to express their affection for Citi Field at the end of this 5-2 homestand, they touched home six times en route to their 6-0 victory, each time crossing the plate like it meant […]

Met-Killer on the Loose

“Could you describe the assailant, please?”
“I don’t know. He was a Marlin.”
“A Marlin? Like the fish?”
“No, the baseball team.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not following.”
“Marlins. Miami Marlins.”
“I’m not familiar with them.”
“Scroll down the National League East standings.”
“Hmm…oh, there. You’re right. Marlins. Sorry, I never heard of them.”
“Most people haven’t.”

“OK, so the assailant was a Marlin?”
“I already said […]

Escapees

It’s unlikely the Mets know they’re accessories to a furniture-moving caravan traveling the East Coast, but that’s what they are. Day 2 of the extravaganza featured a drive from outside Philly to Brooklyn, unloading furniture there and loading up more stuff in its place that’s headed to Maine later today.

Aside from a couple of bumps […]