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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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Oh Hooray Another Milestone

Annnnd we’ve reached another milestone a lot earlier than we might have hoped: the season’s first game that I recap belatedly because I can’t stand the thought of reliving it.

If you didn’t see Thursday night’s game, well, good on you for making better life choices than I did. The Mets largely didn’t hit, yet again […]

It Gets Long Early

When the Mets aren’t winning every day, everything they are doing badly glares, while everything they are doing well hardly matters to us. The Mets aren’t winning every day. Everything, therefore, feels terrible.

The starting pitchers are doing well, doing the most you could reasonably ask for, at any rate. None of them hasn’t lasted less […]

Robot Bloggers Now

Editor’s Note: Today marks the beginning of a revolutionary new chapter for Faith and Fear in Flushing, as we unveil our innovative artificial intelligence tool fAfIf. As the season progresses, we will increasingly rely on fAfIf to report on select New York Mets contests, with an eye on increasing fAfIf’s ability to eventually achieve optimal […]

Happens Every Spring

It happens every spring: A Mets loss arrives and then departs eliciting no reaction beyond a vaguely affronted shrug. A loss — striking in a new season where you still remember every twist of every game, but soon to fade into anonymity, becoming part of the blur of series and road trips and homestands and […]