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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 Last Best Hope of the National League

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 […]

Trading Places? Not With Us You're Not

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 […]

What The Hell Does George Will Know?

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 […]

Road Winning Streak Ends, But Its Spirit Endures

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 […]

David Terrific

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 […]

Life In A Northern Town

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 […]

Get On The Bus

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 […]

We Never Get Any Closure

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 […]

Let Today Be Every Day

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 […]

Acceptable Level of Mercury on My Head

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? […]