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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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(Another) Lost Weekend

So the Mets had another team meeting … and things got worse.

Worse as in 12-1, worse as in out of it by the top of the second, worse as in Travis Jankowski finished up on the mound (before seeing a 2025 Mets AB, no less). Frankie Montas was terrible, the relievers who followed him weren’t […]

Visiting the Incredible Sinking Mets

Honestly the rain delay was the best part.

The Mets led 1-0 in the top of the second on Saturday and were at least mildly threatening to lead by more, with Mark Vientos at the plate against the Pirates’ Bailey Falter, two outs and runners on first and second.

Then the skies opened up. It would be […]

Naming Scores and Scoring Names

I hope SNY, having sat Jose Reyes in the studio co-anchor chair next to Gary Apple this weekend, never gives our old shortstop any “how to be on TV” lessons, because he’s wonderful as is. On the postgame show Friday night, following the Mets’ 9-1 loss in Pittsburgh, Apple asked Reyes about falling victim to […]

A Split That Felt Like a Sweep

Is this glass half-empty or half-full? Griffin Canning left early with an ankle injury, one that looked innocuous on the field but decidedly less so when Canning had to be helped to the dugout. (It appears to be an Achilles injury, which would quite likely be season-ending.) But even as dark clouds gathered overhead, the […]

Hats Held Onto

“Does anyone still wear a hat?” Elaine Stritch was known to ask. If anyone does — and I know it’s done at Citi Field — I hope hats have been held onto tightly, for the Mets won a ballgame in their ballpark Wednesday night. Surprising, I know.

The Mets, losers of 10 of their previous 11, […]

Good Hang with Frankie Montas

I was hanging out with Frankie Montas Tuesday night, though not as soon I’d planned. Thank the Long Island Rail Road and its “signal problems” and “scattered delays” for making sure I wouldn’t see the veteran’s first pitches as a Met. If I didn’t see his first pitches, I wondered if I’d see any, based […]

What Counts as Progress

Does it count as progress if the Mets lose but it’s merely discouraging and not actively humiliating?

Monday night’s game was more drab and disheartening baseball. Paul Blackburn was lucky not to get driven from the game down six or seven, as he got help from Braves baserunning mistakes and atom balls that found Met gloves. […]

And I Came Back for This?

Ebbs and flows, flows and ebbs. A baseball season is filled with them — stretches in which a band of players watch everything they touch turn into Ws and others in which their incompetence is so bafflingly chronic that you half-believe it’s deliberate. Those who have played the game will always have a leg up […]

Losing Streak Going, Going, Gone!

The Mets went only 2-for-7 with runners in scoring position Saturday night in Philadelphia, and their starting pitcher had to be pulled with one on and nobody out in the sixth, suggesting two overly familiar ingredients had been stirred into the pot for an eighth consecutive serving of futility stew. Fortunately, the Mets were experimenting […]

The Slightest Touch of Resilience

It’s the top of the sixth at Citizens Bank Park on Friday night. Blade Tidwell, a rookie pitcher carrying a parcel of promise along with a name one can picture Carnac the Magnificent working into one of his curses after an audience doesn’t respond as he wishes to one of his prognostications (“may your Blade […]