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ABOUT US
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 4 September 2013 12:13 am
A year is a perfect amount of time to forget stuff you think it’s obvious you’ll remember.
Example: We go to LBI every year. For years we returned with lessons learned about what to bring next time, what not to bring, when to depart to avoid traffic and other tips. We never wrote them down, because […]
by Jason Fry on 2 September 2013 12:34 am
1. When the Mets seem to have the game won but the Nats keep hanging around in the rearview mirror, you’re not being paranoid. They really are closer than they appear.
2. Particularly if it’s happening at Nationals Park.
3. I guess it’s nice that David Wright and Ryan Zimmerman are buds and all, but I hate […]
by Jason Fry on 30 August 2013 11:21 pm
For a decade now Emily and Joshua and I have spent a week at the end of the summer on Long Beach Island, the 18-mile strip of beach just north of Atlantic City.
Greg and I traded assignments this week; he got stuck with Wednesday night’s game and the interminable spectacle of whatever it is Daisuke […]
by Jason Fry on 26 August 2013 11:32 pm
The Mets lost 2-1. Nobody cares. Nobody would have cared if they’d lost 130-1, or if they’d won 130-1. That’s because the Mets and all of us were staggered by today’s asteroid-hits-the-mammals news out of Citi Field.
And here’s a bit of news: I know why Matt Harvey got hurt. Look at this picture I took […]
by Jason Fry on 23 August 2013 11:55 pm
Watching Daisuke Matsuzaka get spanked the Tigers, I found myself depressed.
I wasn’t depressed because Matsuzaka got pummeled, though that wasn’t much fun — the Mets put up a bit of a fight early, then trudged through the rest of the game. Matsuzaka said after the game that he found himself after the Tigers’ initial barrage, […]
by Jason Fry on 22 August 2013 12:48 am
In the bottom of the ninth, with one out, the score tied and the winning run on second, I was deliriously certain that Wilmer Flores would single, making the Mets walkoff winners and getting himself mobbed at first. When Flores grounded out instead, I was not particularly disheartened: The Braves walked John Buck (not sure […]
by Jason Fry on 19 August 2013 6:56 pm
That’s the way the baseball season works — you get snowed out in a somewhat farcical early-spring trip, the makeup date gets stuck on the calendar so far off that it might as well be science fiction, and then the makeup date comes around after all, leaving you mildly surprised to realize the season has […]
by Jason Fry on 18 August 2013 1:20 am
Remember the bottom of the first, when Travis d’Arnaud crouched down behind the plate in his very old-school catcher’s gear and made his major-league debut?
That was awesome.
Too bad the rest of the game sucked.
And it did suck — it was a sloggy, groggy mess that took the better part of forever while being alternately depressing […]
by Jason Fry on 15 August 2013 3:18 am
Every now and again your baseball team goes on a run. Maybe it’s a good run, where the players look loose and up in the stands or out there on your couch you’re confident that they’ll keep cruising to victory or come back and win. Maybe it’s a great run, which is all of the […]
by Jason Fry on 13 August 2013 2:12 am
Get out your microscopes, because we’re going to examine a very small silver lining.
For much of the spring, as horrific loss followed horrific loss, I advised you to do something else with your summer, even as I knew I wouldn’t take my own advice. I didn’t and I’m glad I didn’t, because the Mets are […]
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