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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 15 April 2026 7:53 am
Nolan McLean keeps getting better and better — but not even he can escape the Mets.
In just his 12th start as a big leaguer (!!!), McLean was nicked for a first-inning run but looked sparkling after that, making the best team in baseball look downright silly for the rest of a long night at Dodger […]
by Jason Fry on 14 April 2026 8:13 am
Not having grown up a Yankees fan, I always thought that as a broadcaster, well, Phil Rizzuto sure was a Yankee legend.
But Rizzuto had a bit of scorekeeping shorthand that I always loved for its combination of honesty and puckishness: WW, which stood for “Wasn’t Watching.”
I thought of the Scooter in the bottom of the […]
by Jason Fry on 11 April 2026 11:00 pm
A hazard of the recapping trade is you spend the game field-testing narratives in your head while the bedrock story is still unfolding, trying on summations variously grand, tragic or farcical.
After Kodai Senga‘s disconsolate departure, this was my first draft for this entire recap, channeling Dean Wormer’s caustic advice to Flounder in Animal House:
Bad at […]
by Jason Fry on 10 April 2026 12:16 pm
April! Baseball’s back! Hope is dewy and seemingly inexhaustible! The calendar makes sense again!
All true, and thank goodness for that. But April isn’t just opportunity — it’s also necessity. Including relearning some hard baseball lessons.
On Thursday night the Mets took a 1-0 lead to the seventh behind Nolan McLean. That lone skinny run came courtesy […]
by Jason Fry on 8 April 2026 8:26 am
So there had to be a few Mets fans who popped up from the couch Tuesday afternoon, with the top of the fifth inning just concluded, to hit the loo, walk the dog or perform some other mundane task. Perhaps they did so with a certain spring in their step: Huascar Brazoban had just rescued […]
by Jason Fry on 5 April 2026 11:18 am
You probably know by now, but if not, here’s a bedrock principle: Baseball makes no sense.
If you were going to draw up a blueprint for success, odds are you wouldn’t opt for, “Let’s play terrible baseball and then excise Juan Soto from the lineup.” But that blueprint worked pretty well on Saturday night, as the […]
by Jason Fry on 3 April 2026 2:11 pm
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 […]
by Jason Fry on 1 April 2026 6:27 am
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 […]
by Jason Fry on 31 March 2026 12:10 am
Bo Bichette knows baseball pretty well, having played a lot of it — and seeing a bunch more before he did that professionally, what with being the child of a fairly renowned big leaguer. So he knows perfectly well that baseball is unpredictable, maddening and shot through with ironies big and small.
Like my blog partner, […]
by Jason Fry on 28 March 2026 11:33 pm
Opening Day brought balmy temperatures, runs a-plenty and good vibes. Most of Game 2, which arrived separated from Game 1 by the usual “rainouts happen” off-day, was the opposite: It was freezing, big hits were conspicuous in their absence, and the vibes were meh with a side of muttery.
David Peterson was very David Peterson: mostly […]
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