The blog for Mets fans
who like to read

ABOUT US

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.

Got something to say? Leave a comment, or email us at faithandfear@gmail.com. (Sorry, but we have no interest in ads, sponsored content or guest posts.)

Need our RSS feed? It's here.

Visit our Facebook page, or drop by the personal pages for Greg and Jason.

Or follow us on Twitter: Here's Greg, and here's Jason.

Jason Donald & The Human Elephant

Johan Santana used everything he could and kept the opposition off the board. The Mets didn’t score enough for him. Francisco Rodriguez made a tough situation even more difficult and blew a potential save. The Mets stopped scoring altogether in extra innings. Somebody on the other team hit a walkoff grand slam. The Mets lost […]

Make a Donation, Get a Book

Father’s Day is coming up! Graduation Day is coming up! Any day is coming up! You don’t really need an occasion, but in deference to Dads & Grads being a perennial theme of June, we are making a special offer to Faith and Fear in Flushing readers.

Between now and June 13, if you make a […]

Say Goodbye to Olliewood

“Now, Leo, most of us are just hearing the news. And I don’t like to be the first one to say it, but I’m gonna. I think the President has got to strongly consider not running for re-election.”

“You think you’re the first one to say it?”

“Leo…”

“You are, at minimum, […]

Take Me Out to Anaheim Stadium

Welcome to a special Monday holiday edition of Flashback Friday: Take Me Out to 34 Ballparks, a celebration, critique and countdown of every major league ballpark one baseball fan has been fortunate enough to visit in a lifetime of going to ballgames.

BALLPARK: Anaheim Stadium
LATER KNOWN AS: Angel Stadium
HOME TEAM: California Angels
VISITS: 1
VISITED: June 19, 1996
CHRONOLOGY: […]

Dessens-itized

Jerry Manuel couldn’t keep pulling unlikely starting pitcher candidates out of his hat (or elsewhere) forever. Hisanori Takahashi and R.A. Dickey each washed ashore from a foreign land — Japan and obscurity, respectively — and became mainstays of the Met rotation. It was probably too much to ask Fernando Nieve to rematerialize from the warm […]

Endangered Species: The Dual Complete Game

Friday night was an extraordinary pitchers’ duel. The only thing that would have made it perfect would have been a better result, both in terms of reversing the identities of the winning and losing teams and if Johan Santana had, like Yovani Gallardo, pitched all nine innings in the process.

This is not a rant about […]

The Beautiful Game

It was a canyon of zeroes along the top line of the Citi Field scoreboard these past three nights. Read ’em, per sweep:

000 000 000
000 000 000
000 000 000

That’s what your defending National League champion Phillies left behind, thank you very much. More to the point, that’s what your homestanding New York Mets […]

Mets Yearbook: 1988

Set your DVRs or just get yourself glued to SNY Friday night at 7:00 for the debut of Mets Yearbook: 1988, the latest installment of the best series on television and the latest one we’ll see in chronological terms. Get ready to revisit the powerhouse Mets who were going to reign for years to come: […]

Long Live Bernie

Today is five years since Bernie the Cat was last with us. Right about now, if he were still stationed on the couch, this would be the look from him. It would be easily translated as, “You got me up for this? For four consecutive wins? For Dickey and Takahashi? Wake me when […]

When I Find Myself in Times of Trouble, R.A. Dickey Comes to Me

When the Mets score eight to win by eight and give me my personal-record eighth victory in a row, you know what that means?

I don’t know. But it sure feels good. I’ll take serene eights over the crazy kind any day.

When last we saw the Phillies in New York, they were no help whatsoever, ich […]