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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 6 January 2013 2:30 pm
There really are Mazzys. They look nothing like their namesake Lee Mazzilli, but who besides Lee Mazzilli ever did? I won my third consecutive Mazzy for writing about the Mets Saturday night. The first two were notes in blog posts, which was plenty nice as it was. The third was handed to me like it […]
by Jason Fry on 4 January 2013 12:00 pm
We’re into the mid-’90s, and the makeover of The Holy Books … well, it’s dragging a bit.
I’ll sum up the problem with a string of numbers: 45, 22, 19, 20, 17, 35, 8, 9, 10, 8, 13, 13, 9, 17, 9, 14, 16, 14, 13, 15, 13, 12, 15, 12, 10, 13, 4, 14, 20, […]
by Jason Fry on 2 January 2013 10:46 pm
Greg has always appreciated The Holy Books — my three binders of baseball cards, with each Met represented by a single card organized by the year of their Mets debut — while making simultaneously gentle and pointed inquiries about their administration. His biggest objection? It’s been that The Holy Books are organized alphabetically within each […]
by Greg Prince on 1 January 2013 12:13 pm
At 3:59 PM EST this afternoon, New York Mets baseball will step outside, see its own shadow and scurry back indoors for what will seem like another couple of centuries of winter, but fret not. It will be at that very moment that we have reached the Baseball Equinox, that juncture on the Spherical Horsehide Calendar […]
by Greg Prince on 31 December 2012 2:24 pm
It appears they let anybody turn 50 years old today. Even me.
As Sid Fernandez, Benny Agbayani, Rick Trlicek and a handful of others who — Trlicek-style — avoided distinguishing it could confirm, 50’s a number, just like any other number. Yet when you reach a number that’s considered enough of a milestone to rate commemorative-patch […]
by Greg Prince on 30 December 2012 4:56 pm
Just got out of HR. I was doing my exit interview with my forties. It was required as I’m leaving age 49 and starting my new position, in my fifties, at midnight.
HR asked me what I did with my forties, which officially began on December 31, 2002 and end tonight at 11:59 PM. I said […]
by Greg Prince on 29 December 2012 7:22 pm
If four things don’t go exactly right Sunday, a team called the Giants will be done being defending champions. I’ll be sorry if/when they are eliminated from playoff contention, though mostly because a Super Bowl run is a great way to kill time en route to Spring Training. But while the halo above the New […]
by Greg Prince on 27 December 2012 2:57 pm
Contrary to the tiresome claims every modern-day sportswriter makes about rooting for stories over teams and having no rooting interest otherwise, Oscar Madison of the New York Herald clearly had a favorite ballclub. If he didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve or in his widely read columns, his allegiance was evident on his head. […]
by Greg Prince on 25 December 2012 10:30 pm
Ike Davis…he was at that Mets holiday party a couple of weeks ago, too. His attendance got kind of lost in the shuffle given the kerfuffle that was kicked up by the remarks of his (now erstwhile) teammate, but Ike’s presence at Citi Field on December 11 was both comforting and intriguing for several reasons.
First […]
by Greg Prince on 22 December 2012 1:25 pm
1. “And at Christmas, you tell the truth,” or so I heard it said in Love, Actually.
2. But I’m still seeking the truth in the trade that has left us Dickeyless in New York City.
3. Is it true somehow that sending away our singular Cy Young recipient was the brilliant Aldersonian chess move for which we’ve […]
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