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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 Greg Prince on 22 June 2011 3:10 am
“I was in his house in Greenwich, Connecticut. Nancy Seaver gave me lunch. This was one of the strangest experiences of my life, and since I did not share it with anyone other than a few people I had never seen before and never saw again, there are even times when I do not feel […]
by Greg Prince on 20 June 2011 8:43 pm
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 consisting of the “best” 67th game in any Mets season, the “best” 68th game in any Mets season, […]
by Greg Prince on 19 June 2011 10:45 pm
Why have the Chicago White Sox never visited the New York Mets?
I hold no brief for the White Sox as currently constituted and, save for a few personal and historical attachments, have no surpassing interest in the White Sox any more than I do the Angels, whom we just saw, or the Athletics, whom we […]
by Greg Prince on 18 June 2011 2:22 am
No Braves. No balk. No lead blown. No comeback dashed. No sense of drama, really, until the ninth, and then no drama. Nothing like Thursday night’s manic Holy Hellfest, so named per what I just kept muttering to myself over and over and over as I pieced together what happened to K-Rod by intermittent earbud […]
by Greg Prince on 17 June 2011 3:30 pm
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 consisting of the “best” 64th game in any Mets season, the “best” 65th game in any Mets season, […]
by Greg Prince on 15 June 2011 4:00 pm
In the wake of Dana Brand’s passing, Howard Megdal had a fine idea. He noticed Dana had a date scheduled well in advance to read from his books Mets Fan and The Last Days of Shea at the Tappan Library in Rockland County, not far from where Howard lives. Wouldn’t it be something, Howard suggested, […]
by Greg Prince on 15 June 2011 7:43 am
I’m pretty sure Jose Reyes gave me a Metgasm Tuesday night.
It was in the top of the sixth when, with Ruben Tejada on second, Jair Jurrjens threw his 2-1 pitch high and tight at Jose, pushing our Met of Mets off the plate. Since they had obviously just waxed the dirt at Turner Field, Jose […]
by Greg Prince on 14 June 2011 3:13 pm
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 consisting of the “best” 61st game in any Mets season, the “best” 62nd game in any Mets season, […]
by Greg Prince on 13 June 2011 11:30 am
What do you mean you don’t have the boxed DVD set from the 1986 World Series? What do you mean you’ve lived this long without eight discs that include each game of that blessed Fall Classic (yes, even the losses use Games 1, 2 & 5 as coasters or give them to your cats) plus […]
by Greg Prince on 13 June 2011 2:09 am
The debut of Mets Yearbook: 1977 somehow eluded me last week, but luckily I noticed it was coming on after Sunday’s game and learned it will be repeated Tuesday afternoon at 1:30, so consider this your DVR alert.
Sadly, the 1977 season itself did not elude me, and even less fortunately, it was repeated in spirit […]
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