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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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As in Tampa, it's Spring in St. Lucie

Spring Training proceeds. I’m sure fine things are taking place on the field, right alongside not so fine things. That’s baseball last I checked. But it’s still a week in. Until some strangers in Mets uniforms are told to shed them and hit the minor league complex or the road, I still can’t get excited […]

What We're Not

When you're a basically solid team without a lot of job openings or questions, spring training is, ideally, all about what you're not. News? Bad. Questions? Generally bad. Particularly any that start with formulations like, “Can the Mets survive…” or “What's Plan B now that…” The absence of questions, beyond banalities such as work visas […]

Some Major Sucking Up

Edward: I think we need some major sucking up.
Hollister: Very well, sir. You’re not only handsome but a powerful man. I could see the second you walked in here you were someone to reckon with.
Edward: Hollister.
Hollister: Yes, sir?
Edward: Not me. Her!
—Richard Gere and sycophantic salesman, Pretty Woman

Peter B. Maglathlin has won me over. He knows […]

No Mets in These Either

And I don’t think I ever got Fred Norman. What am I going on about now? Click here.

The Baseball-Card Mines of McCrory's, Lake Grove, N.Y., 1976

If you’ve almost made it to Saturday, then it’s Flashback Friday at Faith and Fear in Flushing.

I don’t know where I got the notion — maybe from a friend or from someone at school or from watching older kids at the five-and-dime — but one day in 1976 I made up my mind: I’m going […]

Looking Good

 

One vote for wearing the real uniforms in these games. Mets look sharp, whoever they are. Not that the Delgados of our world require enhancement by haberdashery, but all the No. 62s and higher seem more legit in crisp snow whites with their actual names embroidered on the back than in those drab blue, grab-one-off-the-pile […]

Getting Ready

Ah, Day One. As my partner noted, it was a bunch of sweet nothing.
I had the game on at work and so was only paying fitful, vague attention — which was fine because this was, after all, a spring-training game.
By now I'm used to this. About 10 years ago, it was different. I remember one […]

The Unbeatable Lightness of Nothing

Nothing whatsoever of note happened in Port St. Lucie this afternoon. And it was the best kind of nothing there can be.
Pitchers pitched. Hitters hit. Or didn't. There was running. Lots of running. Tons of running. Get your running in.
Buncha guys got dressed up in their Wednesday afternoon finery, every gosh darn one of them. […]

The Unwanted Legend of Game Seven

Oliver Perez is taking the ball against Detroit Wednesday, starting in consecutive games or going on 132 days’ rest, depending on how you choose to view this terribly overdue Mets-Tigers matchup. Either way, our boys will be lacing up spikes that are not — no matter how much elbow grease the clubhouse staff has put […]

The Limits of Prophecy

INT. — AN APARTMENT IN BROOKLYN — AROUND 6 PM ON OCT. 19, 2006.

JASON, an extraordinarily tired-looking man in his late 30s, enters stage left. He is dressed entirely in Met gear. He plops down on a worn couch in front of a coffee table, then quickly gets back up again.
JASON
(muttering and pacing)
Ohmygod, it all […]