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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 27 June 2006 7:11 pm
There is nothing in the constitution or playing rules of the National League which requires its victorious club to submit its championship honors to a contest with a victorious club in a minor league.
—New York Giants owner John T. Brush, declining to play the Boston Americans after the regular season, 1904
Last week and this one […]
by Greg Prince on 26 June 2006 10:28 pm
I made Louis a bet here. Louis bet me that we couldn't get rich and put you in the poorhouse. He didn't think we could do it. I won.
—Billy Ray Valentine
Just watched David Ortiz single home the winning run in the twelfth to beat the Phillies. So let's see what that means:
• The Phillies fall […]
by Greg Prince on 25 June 2006 11:47 pm
It was more than 700 Sundays ago that I found myself in my father's house on the morning his oil burner busted. As we waited and shivered in anticipation of a local heating technician who would deign to show up on the Sabbath, we wordlessly stared at whatever was on television in his kitchen. On […]
by Greg Prince on 25 June 2006 1:21 am
Normally a blowout loss in the making that gets close enough to become a frustrating coulda-been win leaves me in a bad mood. But I liked what I saw in Toronto Saturday. Not the falling behind 6-0 and the skewed removal of Orlando Hernandez at the umpires’ behest, but the battling back against Roy Halliday, the […]
by Greg Prince on 24 June 2006 12:17 pm
If we all agree on the not-such-a-stretch principle that David Wright is the best regular player ever produced by the Mets…make that if we all agree on the not-such-a-stretch principle that no regular player produced by the Mets has ever come as far as fast as David Wright has, then I won’t feel I’m rushing […]
by Greg Prince on 24 June 2006 2:06 am
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.
Interleague play in 1986 was limited to eight games and they involved the same two teams. It was Mets 5 Red Sox 3. Seven of those […]
by Greg Prince on 23 June 2006 5:27 am
On the morning of July 11, 1973, I boarded a bus bound for Shea Stadium. It was my first Mets game. It was also the last time I rode such a vehicle to a Mets game…until June 22, 2006.
Sometimes it's good to retrace your steps.
Helluva day to take a bus to Shea. Helluva day to […]
by Greg Prince on 22 June 2006 9:12 am
First, our closer throws 98 MPH fastballs, collects two easy outs, fires up the crowd and then he loses the strike zone, never to regain it in any meaningful fashion.
Fucking Armando.
Then, our closer induces a pathetic little half-swing squib and, wouldn'tcha know it, that defensive excuse-me whoopsy! cut rolls less than 90 feet to exactly […]
by Greg Prince on 21 June 2006 6:53 pm
As a people, we set our alarms to go off on Opening Day. For us, that's the flashpoint that turns the clocks, the calendars and our raison d'être ahead. The season began. The non-season went away. Those are the only seasons we care about.
But it's worth noting that summer is here. It crept in on […]
by Greg Prince on 20 June 2006 8:04 am
Hot one out there. I think I need to wear a cap. Why, I'll just put on my…
MERCURY METS CAP?
For those of you who wonder how co-bloggers surprise each other after a dozen years of continual baseball contact, it's with one of these babies. My reaction upon its presentation by Jason unto me?
“THE MERCURY METS? […]
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