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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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So Very Hard to Go

It was during Willie Harris’s at-bat in the ninth inning Wednesday night that I was trying very hard, from way out in the right field corner, to will another ball out of Drew Storen so as to build the slightest of rallies and increase the slightest of chances that the crappiest of games might reverse […]

The Happiest Recap: 139-141

Welcome to The Happiest Recap, a solid gold slate of New York Mets games culled from every schedule the Mets have ever played en route to this, their fiftieth year in baseball. We’ve created a dream season that includes the “best” 139th game in any Mets season, the “best” 140th game in any Mets season, […]

They Could Have Made a Statement

The New York Mets wish to thank New Era and Major League Baseball for setting aside standard uniform regulations so Mets players and coaches could honor the bravery and courage of New York’s first responders and service agencies in memory of the lives given so selflessly in the heinous attacks of September 11, 2001. The […]

Of Randomness and Order

I’ve been watching the reading of names at the Ground Zero memorial. What gets me, besides the cruel endlessness of the list and the heartbreaking personal codas family members send skyward to those they lost, is the sheer randomness of it. People who happened to be in the wrongest place at the wrongest time — […]

Flash Mob Moved to 9th Inning

Saturday’s Mets game can be broken down into three convenient segments.

1) Top of the first through the top of the eighth
Cubs, taking advantage of dopey defense and ordinary Capuano (which is to say solid yet relentlessly unexciting), build 3-0 lead over Mets, who, in turn, do nothing with Randy Wells.

No further comment necessary.

2) Bottom of […]

As Time Goes By

“Everything changed” after September 11, 2001. No need to delve deeply into the litany of all that implies. But to keep it relatively light, has “everything changed” when it comes to going to a Mets game?

I mean once you endure security’s dutiful searches, wandings and pat-downs…and salute the Veteran of the Game…and are asked a […]

The Happiest Recap: 136-138

Welcome to The Happiest Recap, a solid gold slate of New York Mets games culled from every schedule the Mets have ever played en route to this, their fiftieth year in baseball. We’ve created a dream season that includes the “best” 136th game in any Mets season, the “best” 137th game in any Mets season, […]

Sleeping With the Fishes

Tuesday night’s Mets-Marlins extra-inning affair at beautiful Joe Robbie Stadium dripped on until about one in the morning (or as they call it in the Bronx, prime time). Then, about twenty minutes later, or so it felt, there was a Wednesday night Mets-Marlins affair at the same facility whose turf, it saddens me to report, […]

The Happiest Recap: 133-135

Welcome to The Happiest Recap, a solid gold slate of New York Mets games culled from every schedule the Mets have ever played en route to this, their fiftieth year in baseball. We’ve created a dream season that includes the “best” 133rd game in any Mets season, the “best” 134th game in any Mets season, […]

And Its Name is Joe Robbie

“The Marlins celebrated when it was over. I have always felt bad for them because they were a good team and no one came to watch them play. Now I was glad that their stadium was always empty, that they were last in the majors in attendance. I hoped that they would languish unloved and […]