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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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Mets Sweep Braves at Turner Field

Now?

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You can't see it, but, also, I'm chopping while I'm typing.

Chop along at home. It's fun!

Especially if you've been waiting since 1997.

You <i>Sure</i> You Can't Stick Around, Tom?

Bruce Sutter's induction into the National Baseball Hall of Fame today is well deserved and not much of a surprise. Tom Seaver's induction into the same august body fourteen years ago this Wednesday was more deserved and less surprising.

Tom Seaver's induction into the Cincinnati Reds Hall of Fame two weeks ago was shocking.

Tom Seaver was […]

Frankly My Dear, I Don't Give A Damn

Hello? Is there somebody there? Are you at the screen door? Well, nice of you to visit. Won't you come in? No, it's no bother.

You must be quite hot on a day like this. So humid of late. It feels a little too close to be comfortable. I would love to offer you a cold […]

Rehab Inning

What other men require a trip to St. Lucie or Norfolk for, Pedro Martinez does in Atlanta.

What other men take a series of games for, Pedro achieves in an inning.

What other men hope will lead them to a gradual recovery, Pedro uses to morph almost instantly into Pedro.

Jesus, he's good.

Friday night was made up of […]

Who's Johnny?

Welcome to Flashback Friday, a weekly feature devoted to the 20th anniversary of the 1986 World Champion New York Mets.

Twenty years, 43 Fridays. This is one of them.

This is all I knew about John Franco in 1986:

He closed games for the Cincinnati Reds.

He was very good against us.

And I hated him.

Why did I hate […]

Alas, We Have Taken This Anymore

By now, it’s as intrinsic to the home game experience as the apple, the Italian sausages and the expansive parking. It’s too clever and stirring to have ever become wallpaper but also a little too out-of-context to be completely appreciated when we’re exposed to it. It’s delivered regularly by the only Finch — sorry, Sidd […]

Going The Other Way

If you're producing a sportscast tonight and you have one highlight to show from this afternoon's Mets-Cubs game, that's easy. You pick Jose Valentin singling up the middle with the bases loaded and two out in the bottom of the tenth and then receiving highly affectionate super atomic noogies from his teammates for his walkoff […]

More Pitching! More Piazza!

I sat here Saturday night and declared we had all the starting pitching we could possibly use right inside our three blue walls.

Since then, we've given up eight runs a game.

I opined last night that Paul Lo Duca, not Mike Piazza, is the best possible catcher we could have right now.

Then tonight's game ends with […]

Paul's Team. Paul's Time.

The other night, watching Mets Weekly, I saw a clip of Butch Huskey making the turn and heading for home against the Reds. The clock read 6:36, meaning he had homered in the first game of a twinight doubleheader. Searching my mental archive (and later confirming it via Retrosheet), I knew it had to have […]

My Money's No Good Here

“New York Mets ticket sales. This is Astrid, how may I help you?”

“Hello, I'd like to find out about prorated ticket plans, the kind that will allow me to purchase postseason tickets.”

“Certainly sir, we have those. I'll just need a little information.”

“Sure.”

“First name?”

“Greg.”

“Last name?”

“Prince.”

“All right, let me just enter that…uh, sir?”

“Yes?”

“Are you the Greg Prince […]