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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 14 September 2005 4:49 pm
The 2005 New York Mets, beloved Wild Card contender and object of irrational obsession to thousands, passed Tuesday evening.
They were 144 games old.
The cause of death was termed offensive futility exacerbated by an attack of executional ineptitude.
A coroner's report indicated there was little heart left at the end.
The 2005 New York Mets were best known […]
by Greg Prince on 14 September 2005 5:01 am
Rest easy, soul of Fred Merkle. New York baseball has a new, much more deservedly crowned Bonehead for all time. It's one thing not to advance from first to second on the winning base hit in an era when that was generally accepted practice. Bonehead Offerman has come up with a whole new interpretation of […]
by Greg Prince on 12 September 2005 9:21 pm
I just gandered a glance at today's papers and saw something about how we're going home and there's still time and we're only 5-1/2 out and nobody's pulled away and you never know…
Stop it. Sometimes you do know.
Even if it's just Pedro and the headline writers saying it, why must they do this to us? […]
by Greg Prince on 11 September 2005 11:29 pm
[T]he schedule has a little party up its sleeve for us…We have struggled (and thus far failed) to maintain mediocrity without facing a single game west of Addison Street. There are three trips pending that carry the Mets into Pacific Daylight and Mountain Standard: OAK-SEA in June; SD-LA in August; ARZ-SF slightly thereafter. The American […]
by Greg Prince on 11 September 2005 5:07 am
We really shouldn't have to play the Gas-House Gorillas anymore.
Wham! Another homer!
It was a one-sided, knock-down, drag-'em-out ball game right from the very first inning.
Seven hurlers pasted our pathetic palookas with powerful paralyzing perfect pachyderm percussion pitches.
One…two…three strikes…we're out!
One…two…three strikes…we're out!
One…two…three strikes…we're out!
It was a shellacking we'll never forget.
Albert Pujols could lick us in a […]
by Greg Prince on 10 September 2005 8:31 am
Turner Field may be a toxic dump for our hopes and dreams, but I don’t see where Busch Stadium is a much healthier place for Mets and other living things.
We just lost our tenth consecutive game there dating back to 2002. Though it’s generally accepted that it was the Diamondbacks who buried the shiv irretrievably […]
by Greg Prince on 9 September 2005 11:07 am
The year was 1985. I was 22.
I graduated from college. I should’ve been focused on finding my way in the Real World as it was known. I should’ve outgrown baseball. Or downgraded its importance. Or found something else to do.
None of that happened. If anything, I gave myself over to baseball and the Mets in […]
by Greg Prince on 9 September 2005 11:04 am
Inane software space limitations force us to bring you Flashback Friday: 1985 in two parts. You may link to Part I if you haven’t seen it. What follows here is the second part.
The Mets were alive, no matter what Newsday had said the day before. Their task was by no means easy, but it was […]
by Greg Prince on 9 September 2005 4:58 am
It was different tonight. I turned it on, I alternated between TV and radio, I rooted for us and against them. Just like always.
But it was different. I know I said I’d care, but I didn’t. I neither watched nor listened without distraction. There was a good bit of flipping and a little reading and […]
by Greg Prince on 8 September 2005 4:05 pm
Atlanta. Turner Field. It's where Mets dreams have been dying for almost a decade. If it doesn't stop this week, we're gonna have to wear commemorative patches next season.
As first reported here Sunday, the New York Mets will indeed wear commemorative patches on the right sleeve of all five versions of their uniform tops next […]
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