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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 13 August 2021 9:07 am
You can’t, as the saying goes, script baseball. You can’t necessarily script baseball players, either. If you could, I would have tried last Sunday when, at the conclusion of the Mets’ moribund weekend in Philadelphia, Pete Alonso met the press to attempt to explain what the hell was going wrong. Pete, I might have advised […]
by Jason Fry on 12 August 2021 8:28 am
After 45 years as a baseball fan, I’m pretty much fully formed: I have my habits as a fan, a few rituals (for instance, if you’re at the stadium, you get food or hit the john while the Mets are up, not while they’re in the field), and I’m set.
But I’m not completely formed. For […]
by Greg Prince on 11 August 2021 12:47 am
This Tuesday night in August was going to be part makeup game, part resumption. The makeup portion was for 2020 when the Princes and the Chasins (that’s me and Stephanie, Ryder and his dad Rob) did not get out to Citi Field because nobody was getting out to Citi Field on any night in any […]
by Jason Fry on 8 August 2021 10:13 pm
The Wilpons let Zack Wheeler walk as a free agent after the 2019 season, with zero negotiations and one knife in the back from Brodie Van Wagenen, who said that the Mets had helped Wheeler “parlay two good half-seasons over the last five into $118 million” with the Phillies.
That was the Wilpons in their red […]
by Greg Prince on 8 August 2021 2:36 am
Our club’s in jeopardy of disappearing from the divisional race they led for months on end, so perhaps the appropriate way to sum them up is through a smidgen of Jeopardy.
THEY WERE NEVER
REALLY THAT GREAT,
BUT NEITHER CAN
THEY POSSIBLY BE
QUITE THIS BAD
Who are the 2021 New York Mets?
Correct. Uncertainty has the board.
The Mets of the moment […]
by Greg Prince on 7 August 2021 10:40 am
“Mick, what happened? I’m all woozy.”
“Ya got knocked down, kid. Flattened was more like it.”
“Again? I thought this time was supposed to be different.”
“Yer not throwin’ any punches, kid! Ya got hit! Ya gotta hit back! Ya used to be a thing a’ beauty, I tell ya, what with yer resiliency an’ th’ way ya […]
by Greg Prince on 5 August 2021 10:13 pm
For the ninth time in franchise history, the New York Mets have completed 108 games, or two-thirds of a regulation schedule, with a playoff spot in hand. In six of the eight previous instances when they led either the NL East or the NL Wild Card race at this juncture (1986, 1988, 1999, 2000, 2006, […]
by Jason Fry on 5 August 2021 12:22 am
You know you’re in a bad stretch because your team wins and you don’t feel good — just relieved, if you’re lucky. Or exhausted, if you’re not.
That was me after the Mets somehow beat the Marlins and their own demons by 5-3, a game that felt much closer than that. It was a strange, vaguely […]
by Jason Fry on 3 August 2021 10:28 pm
As baseball fans, we react. Unable to actually alter the course of events transpiring down there on the field, we overreact. And trying to outguess baseball is a surefire way to look like a fool.
Still. It’s what we do. We react, we overreact, we turn dots into lines and fill in pictures. Like this one: […]
by Greg Prince on 3 August 2021 10:12 am
It took until his eighth start for me to hear the name Tylor Megill and think of Tess McGill, which surprises me. We hadn’t had Javy Baez for five minutes last Friday before I had to remind myself he wasn’t to be conflated with late ’90s scourge Javy Lopez or early ’90s infielder Kevin Baez.
Whereas […]
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