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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 19 February 2005 10:34 pm
My outer head needs a haircut and my inner child resists. It’s always been that way because when I was a kid, hair length was a big issue in the world at large and among ballplayers, especially the ones I admired. Tug McGraw and Jim Bouton wrote books about battles with the establishment, rightly scoffing […]
by Greg Prince on 18 February 2005 7:54 pm
Shawon Dunston — greatest late-season pickup in Mets history, all based on one at-bat (leading off the 15th of Game 5 vs. Atlanta), probably the greatest at-bat in Mets history, all due respect to Mookie. I think he was simply issued No. 12 and recognized it as having belonged to The Boz. That alone got him […]
by Greg Prince on 17 February 2005 10:37 pm
Tom Glavine said Andres Galarraga will be a great influence on the Latin players. Does anybody say Mike Piazza or Mike Cameron will be a great influence on the U.S.-born players? That Tom Glavine will set a great example for the white pitchers who walk around like they’ve got a bat shoved up their […]
by Greg Prince on 16 February 2005 11:06 pm
It has to mean something that up here in the grimopolis that is February in New York, a nasty afternoon shower has given way to a rainbow outside my office window. Not a metaphorical — or even a METaphorical — rainbow, but an actual Judy Garland-lovin’ arch o’ stripes in the eastern sky.
If pitchers and […]
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