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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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by Jason Fry on 29 June 2026 10:10 pm
So let’s see. The Mets…
…turned Sean Manaea‘s sixth pitch of the game into a 1-0 deficit, as Juan Soto let what should have been a George Springer single bounce over his head, after which it also eluded A.J. Ewing, allowing Springer to dash pell mell around the bases and score.
…hit about eight zillion balls on […]
by Greg Prince on 29 June 2026 11:07 am
Depending on where you’re sitting and who’s surrounding you, the least conducive place for intently focusing on a ballgame can be at the ballpark. I sat most of very warm and very sunny Sunday afternoon in Citi Field’s Big Apple Reserved section, those uncovered seats in center far from home plate. Never was I happier […]
by Jason Fry on 27 June 2026 11:02 pm
It generally happens this way: A team that can’t get out of its own way finally gets out of its own way, and in the aftermath you’re left blinking in surprise and wondering, “What was so hard about that?”
Not that the Mets made it easy from the jump on Saturday. Bryce Harper connected for a […]
by Jason Fry on 27 June 2026 12:24 pm
A lot of signals emerge from a season that’s cratered, and as a veteran Mets fan, I have enough experience with craters to have grown familiar with them. Last night’s 2-1 loss to the Phillies, the maiden voyage of the SS Andy Green, brought another jolt of recognition: Ah yes, it’s the loss that somehow […]
by Greg Prince on 26 June 2026 1:45 pm
By the general acclaim of those who interacted with him on a regular basis, Carlos Mendoza was a mensch. It didn’t matter. Consensus rarely pinned on him the bulk of the Mets’ on-field woes that stretched back more than 365 days in the course of the year-plus his ballclub circled the drain. It didn’t matter. […]
by Greg Prince on 26 June 2026 2:54 am
Eric Wagaman was fun, mostly because my friend Ken and I, sitting out in right field, decided in advance of Eric’s pinch-hit home run Thursday night to think of the most random of 2026 Mets as The Waga-Man. After bemoaning that so much of the Met roster has been defined by randomness, we were willing […]
by Greg Prince on 25 June 2026 1:31 pm
Wednesday started, more or less, with Michael Conforto robbing A.J. Ewing of a potential extra-base hit. Conforto was playing right field for the Cubs eleven years after he began playing left field for the Mets. He was the hope of outfield future in the summer of 2015, a first-round draft pick whose elevation to Citi […]
by Jason Fry on 24 June 2026 7:51 am
The email came from a work colleague: We’re planning our annual Mets outing, please RSVP.
My instinctive response: Oh God, do I have to?
That’s where this death march of a season has brought us: A free ticket to a Mets game feels like a burden.
The Mets have gone from confounding to infuriating and finally to the […]
by Greg Prince on 22 June 2026 10:35 am
In the spirit of Norm Macdonald in 1994 on the subject of Kenny G’s new Christmas album, NBC and the Mets teamed up last evening to say, “Hey, happy Sunday night, baseball fans — hope you like crap!”
“In related news, David Peterson will be starting a baseball game tomorrow night on this very […]
by Jason Fry on 21 June 2026 12:06 pm
I was right to be wary of Bryce Harper after a lousy game Thursday: BOOM Harper hit for the cycle.
It’s always a good call to be wary of Kyle Schwarber: BOOM two home runs in the third inning alone, 913 feet worth of pain, and then a homer to a more mortal distance later on. […]
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