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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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All In

If my ducks are in the row I believe them to be, then I can say something I've never been able to say before. From here on out, the Mets' record at Shea Stadium and my record at Shea Stadium will require no delineation. They will be one and the same for as long as […]

Whatever Gets Me Through the Day

Top of the first. After Reyes pops out, Murphy's on first, Wright's up. Howie says Wright has lashed one down the right field line.

ALL RIGHT! GO MURPH! SCORE!

Murph winds up on third, Wright's on first.

WHY DIDN'T MURPHY SCORE? WHY IS WRIGHT ONLY ON FIRST? HOWIE MADE IT SOUND LIKE A DOUBLE!

Delgado up.

TOTAL DOUBLE PLAY COMING […]

Mookie, Davey…It's For Us

The latest indignity to be visited upon the ghosts of Shea past is being unleashed by the ghosts themselves if the Daily News' überdependable Adam Rubin is to be trusted. Rubin reported Sunday that Davey Johnson and Mookie Wilson turned down invites for the September 28 closing ceremonies at Shea. Our winningest manager and our […]

I Drink Your Honey Weiss!

One year ago, I was in Milwaukee where all was benign and friendly, a Mets fan on holiday casually taking in the Brewers and Pirates, more engaged by the bratwursts than the baseball. I even sampled the local beverage scene as a professional courtesy to the good folks of Wisconsin.

It’s a whole different Labor Day […]

A Sense of Place

The public address system at Keyspan Park Sunday interrupted its incessant drumbeat of sound effects, song fragments and overbearing Cyclone Morning Zoo demeanor (our one-hundred fifth caller who gives us the phrase that pays wins…AN ADVIL!) to announce something of surpassing importance:

The New York Mets are in first place on September First!

The Mets' win in […]

That Time of the Month

Remember the other night when Charlie Manuel sent Brett Myers to the plate in the thirteenth with what appeared to be explicit instructions not to swing because with the bases loaded and nobody out all he could do to his team was harm? The intentional strikeout that followed looked bush but it paid off moments […]

The Man Comes Around

Never mind the parenthetical nature of Mets offense, the way its tallies appear only at the beginning and end of games (wrapping between them a row of 0's). Never mind that our chain gang of a bullpen would do more service to the community by donning orange jumpsuits, grabbing sharp sticks and picking up litter […]

Remembering the Forgettable

Welcome to Flashback Friday: Tales From The Log, a final-season tribute to Shea Stadium as viewed primarily through the prism of what I have seen there for myself, namely 387 regular-season and 13 postseason games to date. The Log records the numbers. The Tales tell the stories.

5/1/79 Tu San Diego 0-1 Twitchell 1 3-5 L […]

Putting Cubbies First

Red state? Blue state? Forget that stuff.

It's Cubs Nation!

As long as they keep on beating the Phillies, they're my favorite team that isn't my favorite team.

One game up, 28 games to go…Yes We Can!

FRIDAY AFTERNOON UPDATE: Cubs come from behind for a second day in a row and beat the Phillies 3-2, extending the Mets' […]

I Still Believe in a Place Called First

Yes We Can!

Win the National League East, I mean.

Yes We Can! was the rallying cry of the long-dormant Phillies in 1974, popularized by second baseman Dave Cash. Cash apparently co-opted it from Chavez (Cesar, not Endy). I always assumed he co-opted it from the Pointer Sisters, whose “Yes We Can Can” reached No. 11 on […]