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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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Let’s Go to the Videotape

If 11 o’clock newscasts were what they used to be, the Minnesota Twins could have filled half of Warner Wolf’s Plays of the Month via their unintentional antics at frigid Target Field on Monday night.

They don’t go the videotape like they used to.

• Matt Walner lashed a ball that took one bounce the […]

Railway Companion

I turned on the Mets game a couple of minutes after my Metro-North train starting trundling south out of Waterbury, Conn., picking up the voices of Keith Raad and Pat McCarthy from distant West Sacramento. I switched trains in Bridgeport as old friend Luis Severino won an extended battle with Brett Baty even as he […]

When the Offense Passes You Over

No doubt as the Mets’ traveling party gathered for its team Seder on Saturday evening in Sacramento, one of the elder statesmen at the table — my guess is bench coach John Gibbons — noted that the 3-1 score by which the club lost in the afternoon was the first 3-1 loss the Mets had […]

In Which Your Recapper Admits He's Only Human

Mets 3, A’s 1, game called after four and a half innings because your recapper was weary and collapsed into his bed.

Wait, they don’t do things that way? Apologies — I figured maybe they did, what with everything else that was strange about watching the Mets and the A’s play in a ballpark that looks […]

Aw, Snap

Oh, right. Winning streaks don’t continue into eternity. I’d almost forgotten.

If the Mets had to lose for the first time after doing nothing but winning for six games, the way they went down on a chilly, sunny Wednesday at Citi Field was about as acceptable an aberration applicable to the assignment as could be asked […]

Daytime Believer

A day after Monday night’s freeze-fest, the Mets played a game that had been moved to Tuesday daylight hours and yet somehow took place in even less pleasant conditions. (They closed the Promenade, which ought to tell you something.) That verdict was clear pretty much from the jump: Clay Holmes‘ third pitch of the afternoon […]

Dog Watch

If Monday night’s game had happened in late May or June, I think I would have fallen all over myself calling it taut and crisp, maybe with a side of hard-fought and close-run.

And I don’t know, maybe you called it those things while on your couch. Or, God forbid, while peering around you at a […]

Diagnosis: Expectations

Many Americans have pretended to have medical knowledge these past five years, so why shouldn’t a fan watching a baseball game on TV try to discern what’s wrong with a pitcher who doesn’t look physically right? My telehealth patient was David Peterson, who’d been rolling along through four-plus innings of grounding the Blue Jays Sunday […]

Restorative Justice, or At Least Close Enough

The City Connects were the perfect uniform for Saturday night’s Mets game, played in murky gray conditions with an inescapable wet chill, cascades of mist wafting through the air, and any ball that touched outfield grass leaving a spray of droplets to mark its progress.

A surprisingly big crowd showed up despite the obvious attractions of […]

Just-Anotherness Takes a Holiday

The fans who wait for their team to come off the road while the year is still young are rewarded for their patience with two Openers. There’s Opening Day, which is festive no matter that it’s taking place in another ballpark, and there’s a discrete Home Opener, which grants us a second helping of holiday […]