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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 2006 5:01 am
One of those with whom I shared Mike Piazza’s return to Shea was my friend the “Other” Jason. Photography runs in his family — his father, we’ve deduced, almost certainly printed the original shot of New York centerfield royalty convening in Queens on Old Timers Day 1977, the meeting that inspired Terry Cashman to compose “Willie, Mickey […]
by Greg Prince on 13 July 2006 6:56 am
Trevor Hoffman, losing pitcher for the National League in the All-Star Game, quoted in the Post, on the chances of the New York Mets winning the World Series:
You’re not just necessarily going to wrap up the trophy and send it to them. We’re three months away from that. I don’t think there is enough pitching in […]
by Greg Prince on 1 July 2006 11:10 pm
Saturday’s win over the Yankees was the Mets’ first victory since they subjected Lastings Milledge and Alay Soler to their rookie hazing in Toronto. So giddy were they at snapping their intervening four-game losing streak that the Mets’ vets couldn’t help themselves. They had to haze again.
Lastings is back in Norfolk and Alay pitches Sunday night, […]
by Greg Prince on 29 June 2006 6:26 am
The next best thing to nine Mets converging on a pitcher’s mound near us four times this fall would be for nine Mets to go to Pittsburgh and secure home-field advantage for the National League in the World Series. Even if we don’t get to use it, it’s the neighborly thing to do.
But the idea […]
by Greg Prince on 25 June 2006 1:21 am
Normally a blowout loss in the making that gets close enough to become a frustrating coulda-been win leaves me in a bad mood. But I liked what I saw in Toronto Saturday. Not the falling behind 6-0 and the skewed removal of Orlando Hernandez at the umpires’ behest, but the battling back against Roy Halliday, the […]
by Greg Prince on 20 June 2006 7:53 am
The Mercury Mets were ahead of their time on July 27, 1999. They were behind the Pirates, but ahead of their time. The last remaining Mercury Mets cap in the known world was presented by Faith and Fear’s Jason to Faith and Fear’s Greg outside Gate E of Shea Stadium on June 19, 2006.
by Greg Prince on 23 May 2006 1:23 pm
Mr. Met doesn’t really need a new hat, but he thought he’d collect this one anyway. It wasn’t an easy find.
He grabbed it dramatically Friday.
It got away painfully Saturday.
But before a gust of wind could blow it into the LaGuardia flight path, he snatched it back definitively Sunday.
Hat’ll look good in Mr. Met’s trophy room, no?
Mr. Met’s haberdashery […]
by Greg Prince on 9 May 2006 2:36 pm
Faster than a speeding Rollins…more powerful than a Bobby Abreu…able to leap Citizens Bank Park in a single bound.
Look, up in the sky! Or down the Turnpike!
It’s a mascot!
It’s a cranial mishap!
No, it’s Mr. Met feeling positively SUPER these days.
And why shouldn’t he be? Bolstered by a four-game lead, a .677 winning percentage and the long […]
by Greg Prince on 17 April 2006 8:39 pm
Think these Mets are intimidated by the Braves? By any opponent? No, they’re showing they’re ready to take on all comers. Heck, the kid in front looks like he could beat the Marlins all by himself.
OK, so they’re maybe 7 or 8 years old. They play in Northern California. Their catcher misses games to visit […]
by Greg Prince on 8 April 2006 5:58 am
After staring at the Mets’ wacky space age batting helmet for weeks, I finally figured out what was missing. It’s the antennae, stupid…or dum-dum, for you Flintstones devotees. I do believe the new-for-’06 protective headgear was originated by Fred Flintstone’s out-of-this world adviser, The Great Gazoo. He was the tiny extragalactic visitor almost nobody could see.
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