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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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Pardon Our Mets

A word of thanks is in order to all those who attended Monday night’s Varsity Letters salute to the 2015 National League Champion New York Mets, a program in which I was honored to participate. It was great to meet or get reacquainted with a passel of Faith and Fear readers and wonderful to be […]

The Soapiest Recap?

Gelf Magazine refers to Faith and Fear as the unofficial recapper of “the soap opera that is the Metropolitans”. I’m more restless than young (and some days barely more active than the very recently retired Michael Cuddyer), but I’ll take that and point you back to Gelf for this Q&A they were kind enough to […]

Monday Night Baseball

Because December needs it badly, the Varsity Letters sports discussion and reading series will devote itself to baseball this Monday night — and not just any baseball, but National League Champion Mets baseball. I will have the honor of speaking there and hope you will be there to listen and speak back.

I’ll be previewing my […]

Niese Out

Second base, like the beverage-branded seating section that overlooks it at Citi Field, has a new occupant. Neil Walker, unlike Ben Zobrist, turns out to be the real thing.

The former Pirate did not get a tour of our leafy suburbs. The Mets don’t care where he lives as long as he shows up for work […]

Leaves of Grass

There’s been a breach of security. A Chicago Cub has seen our northern suburbs. Talk about intelligence falling into the wrong hands.

Ben Zobrist was made intimately acquainted with the leafy cul-de-sacs of Westchester and Fairfield counties by the management and ownership of the New York Mets. This is as bad as the Russian ambassador seeing […]

Cyber Monday Alert

If this is the day you shop online for the holidays — and if you define “the holidays” as the approach of the next baseball season — then do I have a deal for you.

Go to Amazon or Barnes & Noble and pre-order Amazin’ Again: How the 2015 New York Mets Brought the Magic Back […]

Success Is Its Own Award

The Mets were the champions of the National League in 2015 without anybody being officially judged particularly valuable. The Baseball Writers Association of America has an award that declares who’s Most Valuable, and no Met got anywhere near it. Twenty National Leaguers were named on BBWAA ballots and only two of those names belonged to […]

Shipping Up to Somewhere Else

This is a job for Daniel Murphy. Daniel Murphy took on all kinds of jobs in a New York Mets uniform: left fielder, first baseman, second baseman, third baseman, playoff hero, World Series less than hero (to put it kindly)…but the one that fascinated me most was credit deflector. Any time — any time — […]

Our Brand Is Pennant

They played cricket at Citi Field on Saturday afternoon. I tuned in to ESPN3 to watch. It was only for a few minutes, but when I learned it was being aired somewhere, I had to look.

I had to look at something going on at Citi Field. It had been too long.

Nothing that isn’t the 2015 […]

A New Standard

I straggled home from Game Four of the World Series Sunday at 2:00 AM EDT, which in the instant it took me to look up at the clock, became Sunday at 1:00 AM EST.

Standard Time had returned and the Mets were still playing baseball. Not very well on the eve of us gaining our wee […]