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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 12 October 2015 1:26 pm
I thought I’d be excited to be going to the first Mets’ postseason game ever at Citi Field. I am, but I have to confess that element of this Met October journey — our ballpark’s first BIG moment — is not quite registering with me.
Utleygate is all I’ve been thinking about Metwise since Saturday night. […]
by Greg Prince on 11 October 2015 5:14 am
Good news for all you kids out there. You can now play baseball any way you like. The rules don’t apply. Just slam into middle infielders at will. You don’t even need to be on your way to second base. You do this, and you and your team shall be rewarded handsomely.
That’s my takeaway after […]
by Jason Fry on 10 October 2015 2:37 am
A while back I declared that we’d already won, and anything else that came our way would be lagniappe — games stolen from wintertime. That wasn’t an attempted reverse jinx (though I’m far from above such things) — I meant it. The postseason’s a crapshoot but gets all the attention; the regular season’s the prize, but the […]
by Greg Prince on 9 October 2015 11:05 am
Every day between October 20, 2006, and October 8, 2015, had something in common. For those 3,276 consecutive days spanning exactly 468 weeks, the New York Mets did not play a postseason baseball game. The total is a little misleading since the vast majority of those days featured no postseason baseball games, but enough of […]
by Greg Prince on 7 October 2015 4:04 am
Regardless of what the Trade Winds told us in the mid-1960s regarding the plight of displaced Southern California surfer boys, New York’s an awesome town when you’re the only baseball team around.
Welcome to the autumn of our municipal content, the one featuring the Mets and, as of the completion of the Houston Astros’ shutout victory […]
by Greg Prince on 5 October 2015 3:34 am
Maybe all the Mets needed was a little sunshine. The sun makes living things grow. The Mets appeared to be the opposite of a living thing since departing Cincinnati with a division title stuffed in their luggage. Perhaps they were under the impression they had entered the afterlife.
Not quite. They had only qualified for it. […]
by Jason Fry on 4 October 2015 2:56 am
Back in June, Emily and I decided that a lovely summer night would be made even better by our attending a ballgame. So we did … and watched the Mets get no-hit by Chris Heston and the San Francisco Giants.
I grumbled and groaned for competitive and aesthetic reasons. The competitive reasons for not wanting my […]
by Greg Prince on 3 October 2015 4:59 pm
“2015 is over as far contending for a postseason spot goes, and we should just admit it.”
—A post on a blog about a team, June 24
The Mets lost their fourth consecutive game Saturday afternoon. They’re still invited to the playoffs. That doesn’t get revoked on account of style points. But the style they are finishing […]
by Jason Fry on 1 October 2015 11:56 pm
Several times this winter, I’ll sigh and tell my wife how I’d do anything to watch any baseball game — even say, a June snoozer pitting the Brewers against the D-Backs. I’ll mean it, of course — nothing comforts me while staring out the window and waiting for spring. Not winter ball, not Mets Classics, not hot-stove […]
by Greg Prince on 1 October 2015 9:24 am
Pour yourself two fingers of your favorite morning beverage (or perhaps something stronger; no judgments) and drink to the digital flexibility of Yoenis Cespedes…and to the postseason not being over before it begins.
Cespedes is nursing a bruise that covers his left ring and middle fingers after his hand got in the way of a Justin […]
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