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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 30 August 2007 7:37 am
“He touched the bag!”
“He interfered!”
“He touched the bag!”
“He interfered!”
“Well I say he’s safe!”
“Well I say he’s out!”
“He’s safe!”
“He’s out!”
“He’s safe!”
“He’s out!”
“Have it your way, Doc. He’s out.”
“Oh no ya don’t. He’s safe! Game’s tied 3-3.”
If only it worked that way in real life. Though I do think Joe West and C.B. Bucknor are, along the […]
by Greg Prince on 24 August 2007 5:26 pm
It took ’til the end of summer, but I got a Seaver in 1972. I was so proud that I apparently tacked it to my bulletin board with at least five different pushpins.
by Greg Prince on 21 August 2007 10:00 pm
If everything goes right for the next two months and change, Jeff Conine will have the opportunity to take part in a New York City event that he took so much pride in helping put the kibosh on four Octobers ago.
Tell me boy, now wouldn’t that be sweet?
Ya gotta love this guy! Look how happy he […]
by Greg Prince on 20 August 2007 8:08 am
Unless his mom Sharon keeps a green screen handy, it appears there’s no doubt that Ross Chapman has taken his well-traveled Faith and Fear t-shirt to Maryland, the eleventh state (plus D.C. and Switzerland) for which we have photographic evidence of The Numbers in action. You’ll note the Ocean City footprint just a little above Ross’ […]
by Greg Prince on 18 August 2007 9:33 pm
Hozzie and Avery, the best modern-day double play combination this side of Jose Reyes and Luis Castillo, urge the Mets to fully concentrate over the final 41 games of the 2007 season. They suggest treating each game like a tiny bug and never taking their focus off it. Not that we ever get bugs, mind […]
by Greg Prince on 17 August 2007 7:51 am
It’s been theorized in our darker hours that the Mets used up every bit of karmic energy in their reserves to pull out the 1986 World Series and once Buckner became Buckner, that was it, no more titles for us.
Has it occurred to anybody that maybe we’re subject to the WFAN Curse?
When the Mets were last […]
by Greg Prince on 14 August 2007 6:19 am
Greetings from the second smallest state in the Union, an endless plastics and nylon plantation, controlled by giant chemical corporations.
So wrote Joyce Brabner to Harvey Pekar in American Splendor. She was writing from Delaware, where there are apparently no obvious signature landmarks, save for perhaps a stray du Pont family yacht floating toward Maryland, to readily […]
by Greg Prince on 8 August 2007 9:14 am
Mets fans liven up every gathering, so much so that the dullest of affairs (a nondescript Washington Nationals victory, for example, for example) can become a mob scene when one of us is spotted. That’s how it went for Matt Murphy of Queens, a Mets fan who presumably couldn’t get a ticket for the big […]
by Greg Prince on 6 August 2007 10:14 pm
Ernie Banks became famous at Wrigley Field for, among 512 other things, suggesting, “Let’s Play Two!” Dave Murray doubled up on Mr. Cub by heading to the North Side of Chicago on Saturday and wearing four…the four retired Mets numbers featured on the now classic Faith and Fear in Flushing t-shirt.
As Dave recounts at the […]
by Greg Prince on 6 August 2007 9:09 am
Things I already admired about Tom Glavine the Met (really).
A one-hit shutout of the Rockies that sounded as close to the real thing as I’ve ever heard.
Two legitimate All-Star berths.
Eight innings, two hits and no walks to win one for Ralph Kiner.
Domination of the Dodgers and the Cardinals when it counted most.
At least 15 decisions […]
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