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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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From Sacred Cow to Likely Bison

Ike Davis is neither here nor there right now, which is a shame for Ike and a shame for the Mets. He’s not here in the sense of looking like he’s a part of a team when it’s having its ups, as it did Tuesday night behind R.A. Dickey’s 11 dancing strikeouts, and it’s become […]

Escape From Ontario

Frank Francisco walks the first batter of the ninth and allows a shift-confounding single immediately thereafter. There’s two on, none out, a one-run lead and every reason to believe that the eight runners the Mets had gotten into scoring position but neglected to score were lining up for a big, juicy bite of cosmic retribution. […]

There's a Rainbow in Toronto

The Toronto Blue Jays? They still have those?

That’s not meant to be a slam on the level of Bill Terry’s notorious “is Brooklyn still in the league?” or Charlie Dressen’s equally karma-busting “the Giants is dead!” But the dynastic Jays of the early ’90s and their dome that seemed so of the moment haven’t been front […]

The Joys of Summer

Jason and I took advantage of our self-employed status to enjoy an ad hoc self-employed businessman’s special at Citi Field Thursday afternoon. Our respective gaggles of gigs may not guarantee the most secure of financial existences, but when you can get up and go to a weekday afternoon game, I’d have to say there are […]

Mets Yearbook: 1962

After re-editing the 1985 highlight video in such a manner to reignite the whole Roe v. Wade controversy (because it was such an abortion), SNY tries to make it up to us by presenting Mets Yearbook: 1962. It debuts Thursday night at 8:00 and reairs at 10:00, in concert with the channel’s 50 Greatest Mets […]

And He's Not Off!

Seven scoreless from Jamie Moyer’s spiritual younger brother from another mother Miguel Batista…spectacular.

Daniel Murphy skipping a ball between Kirk Nieuwenhuis’s strides and through the shortstop hole Gary Cohen had detected a moment earlier…delicious.

Terry Collins ordering a squeeze bunt and Ronny Cedeño executing it to two-nothing perfection…wunderbar!

David Wright…superlatives implied.

So many marvelous morsels to chew on for […]

There Go the 8,002 No-Hitters

That darn Giancarlo Stanton really did it to us Sunday. What a bastard.

The walkoff grand slam that added a fashionable dent to the fishy Home Run Sculpture? No, not that (though that sucked, too). I’m talking about Stanton’s first hit, the single to center that opened the bottom of the second, which was the Marlins’ […]

Bad News for the Marlins

Spiritual predecessors of your 2012 Mets?

Listening to Terry Collins in his postgame media sessions makes me think he is the model for a dozen “manager” characters from a dozen underwhelming baseball movies: focused, straightforward, likes fine what he does for a living, only dabbles in nuance if so compelled by reporter’s interrogation. But watching […]

The Original Craig Anderson

If you’re a Mets fan who likes to read, read George Vecsey recounting his recent visit with 1962-1964 Met pitcher Craig Anderson, who finished his career on an 18-game losing streak but not before he crammed two wins into one day, fifty years ago tomorrow. For a man whose name became statistically synonymous with “loss,” […]

Welcome to the Broom Town

Sweeping the Phillies in Philadelphia sure is fun, isn’t it? Sweeping anybody anywhere is a fine half-week’s work, but taking it to this bunch — the portion of it presently standing, at any rate — in that place?

Sublime!

The Phillies aren’t quite what they’ve been in the era encompassing August 2007 and everything after. That, of […]