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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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You Can Sometimes Get What You Want

I put in a request for a sitdown with the baseball gods prior to the start of Sunday’s 1:10 game versus the Phillies. I had what I believed were a few reasonable requests.

I asked if I could go the game.
The baseball gods said sure.

I asked for really good seats at a decent price.
The baseball gods […]

Time Is On Our Side

The Mets no longer require extra innings. They make the regulation amount go on forever. In their first two games coming out of the All-Star break — one a hopeless blowout loss, the other a relatively mundane win — they donated more than seven hours to the baseball-starved denizens of Queens inside a span of […]

Where'd Those All-Stars Go?

***WE HAVE OUR WINNERS. THANKS FOR PLAYING.***

Where’s Waldo? Who cares? We know where Matt Harvey and David Wright are, in Mets uniforms, tonight and for the foreseeable future. They were our All-Star representatives and the All-Star break is coming to a blessed end this evening at 7:10. Where else would they be but […]

When Kingmen Meet

Among our regular and recurring commenters over the years, we’ve had readers who’ve identified themselves in their screen names with an array of Mets from 1962’s Ray Daviault to 2005’s Mike Jacobs. But no one has been more steadfast in his support of a particular Met than a Faith and Fear commenter you’ve seen grace […]

My Signature Citi Field Day, 2013

Prior to the All-Star Game, I heard and read that Citi Field was about to have its first “signature moment,” which I thought was a pretty misguided assessment, considering HELLO! NO-HITTER! on June 1, 2012. I’d also throw in a “hey” to that 20th win at the end of last year. I get what those takes […]

The Twinkle In Our Eyes

The 2013 All-Star Game is barely over and I’ve already forgotten all but its most salient details:

• Tom Seaver threw out the first pitch, looking as robust as ever.

• Matt Harvey went two scoreless, settling down after two shaky batters, no thanks to his catcher Yadier Molina who’s supposed to be so valuable at that […]

Hall Star Selection

Mike Piazza is a New York Mets Hall of Famer. We didn’t necessarily require official confirmation. After completing three of his eventual eight seasons wearing the orange, black and blue, his eternal status was pretty well nailed down in our eyes as well as our hearts. One can only speculate why it took the Mets […]

The Password is ‘Deplorable’

Mostly asleep but a little awake early this morning, I remembered I had to get up and write up one of those games I had no desire to dissect let alone relive. “That was deplorable,” I thought as I sunk back into unconsciousness, which is interesting to me since “deplorable” is a word I don’t […]

The Stars Are Ours This Week

Perhaps I need to be more cynical, but I’m genuinely excited that All-Star Week is upon us and around us. Is it called All-Star Week? I can’t believe it’s not. I assume it’s trademarked and MLB is cashing in on it.

MLB will be cashing in off me in two scoops when I visit FanFest twice. […]

Shea (The First Time)

Today is the 40th anniversary of my first appearance in a major league box score. There I am…look closely. See the part where it says the attendance was 18,776? I’m one of the 18,776. Without me, it’s 18,775.

I was just one fan in one seat at Shea Stadium on the afternoon of July 11, 1973. […]