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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 8 September 2007 3:00 pm
When I first subscribed to MLB Extra Innings in 2003, there were four teams whose telecasts were never made available: the Expos, the Blue Jays, the Padres and the Phillies. I assumed the first two had something to do with them being from Canada while the other two were a mystery. The Expos moved to […]
by Greg Prince on 8 September 2007 11:23 am
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by Greg Prince on 7 September 2007 6:57 am
When their season began, they were nobody. When it ended, they were somebody. If it’s the first Friday of the month, then we’re remembering them in this special 1997 edition of Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.
Ten years, seven Fridays. This is one of them.
My beloved 1997 season, the one few besides […]
by Greg Prince on 5 September 2007 9:38 pm
In Birmingham, I once heard tell, they love the governor, while in the South in general, they love their college football. So in deference to Atlanta's most popular team, the Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech, I'm calling an audible.
See, I was just about to write something to the effect of well, it's too bad we […]
by Greg Prince on 5 September 2007 2:00 pm
For those of you keeping score at home, the Mets were 5 games ahead of the Phillies after the games of August 27 and they are 5 games ahead of the Phillies after the games of September 4. Both teams went 5-3 in the intervening week and a day.
Hence, nothing happened, right?
Wow does baseball make […]
by Greg Prince on 4 September 2007 8:00 pm
Some of you may remember the mental anguish I and my compatriots in loge experienced at the vocal stylings of the Norris Hopper guy. To refresh your memory, he was…
“…a fellow in a white tank top, the kind of garment unfortunately nicknamed for one who would abuse one's spouse. He has many tattoos. He is […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2007 11:33 pm
I’d had a vague plan to go see the Glory Days exhibit at the Museum of the City of New York today. It’s been on my to-do list since before it opened and it’s right up (or, technically, across town from) my alley.
But then I learned Pedro Martinez would be starting in Cincinnati. That’s enough […]
by Greg Prince on 3 September 2007 11:08 am
An evening at Miller Park awaits, but Faith and Fear first stops outside to pay homage to dear, departed County Stadium, home to the 1957 World Champion Milwaukee Braves, an outfit that accomplished what the currently located Braves could not manage when called upon: defeat an unsavory New York unit in the World Series. Perhaps it […]
by Greg Prince on 2 September 2007 11:26 pm
“Don't give me pills! I already have plenty!
“This is not pills. Read it!”
“It says, 'Take a vacation from my problems.'”
“I give you permission to take a vacation from your problems.”
“Not a vacation from your work, not a vacation from daily life…”
“But a vacation from my problems.”
“Exactly!”
—Dr. Leo Marvin's prescription for Bob Wiley, What About Bob?
It […]
by Greg Prince on 1 September 2007 5:00 pm
Layered into the manifold embarrassment of growing up nonathletic was gym class and the indignity — the season or sport didn't matter — of being picked last or close to it. In my case, there was usually someone considered slightly more pathetic than me so I didn't necessarily go down as Mr. Irrelevant, but being […]
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