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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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The Place to Be

One of the benefits of paying very close attention to one specific entity for a very long time is you pick up on trends that might be apparent to you and only you. One of the benefits of having a platform like this is the opportunity to remark upon those trends.

Here’s my picked-up-on trend of […]

To Helsley and Back

“Until you’ve been beside a man,” Detroit’s own Bob Seger wailed mournfully, “you don’t know what he wants.” And until you have a high-profile reliever on your team, you don’t know what he is. For the Cardinals, Ryan Helsley was lights out. For the Mets, he turns them off on his own team.

Had Helsley done […]

May Met Augustitude be Forgot

The trumpeter who scores the postgame scurry to the 7 on Mets Plaza made an interesting musical choice in the minutes following the fresh 5-1 loss the Marlins had inflicted upon the Mets inside Citi Field. He played “Auld Lang Syne,” a number usually reserved for December 31 rather than August 31. I wondered if […]

A Real Wild Card

My whole life as a sports fan, I’ve seen teams seek “Wild Card” spots in playoffs and understood Wild Card to mean “not a division winner,” without ever really stopping to think of the term’s implication away from sports. To be certain I had it straight, I went to the dictionary (well, a dictionary site) […]

More and Less

The carnival left town and the circus arrived hot on its heels. From fun and festive and knocking down the Phillies to win valuable prizes, to foolish and floundering and getting spritzed by the Marlins, your New York Mets stumbled to a 7-4 loss Thursday night.

Three-run defeat? Seemed like more.

Three errors committed? Seemed like a […]

Keep Winning Ballgames

Some nights, you just know. On Monday night, I just knew the Mets were headed to defeat as they fell behind almost immediately, which is to say some nights, you just think you know.

I thought and knew it didn’t look good as Kodai Senga endured his customary first-inning struggles, and not even the redoubtable glove […]

Is Atlanta Still in the Division?

Clay Holmes pitched into the seventh inning Saturday night and pitched well. Just three hits and two walks allowed. If Clay wasn’t showing the transcendent stuff of Nolan McLean from Friday night, he came close enough; going deep and being effective must be contagious. Relievers Gregory Soto, Tyler Rogers, and Edwin Diaz stoked no tension […]

Few of a Kind

The Mets in their entire history have as many wins by the score of 12-7 as Nolan McLean has wins by any score in his week-old career. The franchise required 64 seasons and a leaky bullpen to post a second win of exactly this kind, while each milestone for their newest starting pitcher appears to […]

The Natspos Live

Midway through Thursday afternoon’s Mets-Nationals game, about the time I suspected Washington’s overcoming of New York’s lead was not going to be reversible, I remembered the Nationals used to be the Expos. It’s not as if I’d wholly forgotten from whence the Nationals moved following the 2004 season, it’s just that the Quebec connection long […]

This is the Ballclub from the Age of Aquarius

Some Met folklore a fan accepts without wondering about beyond what he’s already picked up. A bit of Metsiana that’s been with me for more than fifty years concerns some activity that preceded Game Four of the 1969 World Series. I picked up on it in 1971, a little late, but forgive me, I was […]