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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 2 December 2025 1:29 pm
At any given moment during the baseball season between Opening Day and August 31, there are 780 active players on major league rosters — 30 clubs, each with 26 players. Maybe a few more are scattered about if the 27th Man clause is invoked for a day-night doubleheader or neutral-site contest. On September 1, when […]
by Greg Prince on 29 September 2025 2:43 pm
“This summer, the Mets suffered so many difficult, late defeats in close games that no one on the team, surely, could have escaped the chilling interior doubt — the doubt that kills — whispering that their courage and brilliance last summer had been an illusion all the time, had been nothing but luck.”
—Roger Angell, in […]
by Greg Prince on 21 September 2025 10:05 am
Having had them imposed on the game we love for only four seasons, we National League fans remain mostly unfamiliar with the behavior of designated hitters during games. We know they come to bat once per order, but unlike their teammates in the lineup, they disappear from our view and our thoughts until they stroll […]
by Greg Prince on 14 September 2025 12:07 pm
The fans try so hard. I can say that as an observer rather than as a participant on Saturday, sitting as I was in the zone of detached decorum known as Citi Field’s press box. I couldn’t react, except in my head, to every entreaty from the A/V squad that urged the crowd to keep […]
by Greg Prince on 1 September 2025 2:25 am
The trumpeter who scores the postgame scurry to the 7 on Mets Plaza made an interesting musical choice in the minutes following the fresh 5-1 loss the Marlins had inflicted upon the Mets inside Citi Field. He played “Auld Lang Syne,” a number usually reserved for December 31 rather than August 31. I wondered if […]
by Greg Prince on 21 July 2025 11:24 am
The Reds got off to a Metslike start on Sunday, so I took that as a good sign. We’re usually the team that gets off to a Metslike start, Metslike start having developed into a synonym for immediate unease. Chance for a big inning. Leave with a run or two at most when there coulda […]
by Greg Prince on 11 July 2025 12:59 pm
I would like the Mets to be loaded with nothing but stars who win every game by lots of runs, pitched daily and/or nightly to victory solely by stalwarts of the starting rotation. Sounds ideal enough.
Now for reality.
The Mets don’t win every game. Nor does anybody else, but the Mets have gotten out of the […]
by Greg Prince on 12 May 2025 1:15 am
I burrowed inside my television early Sunday afternoon, and there it was: Roku, right where I left it. I hadn’t watched it much since last summer when I installed it so I could take in a desultory Mets-Marlins affair because MLB told me it was the only way I could see it. Streaming a game […]
by Greg Prince on 8 February 2025 6:28 pm
The Mets’ How We Spent Our Winter Vacation essay can be produced in succinct fashion: “We did some signing. We did some trading. We did some retaining.” Given who they signed in December and who they retained in February, that’s a dozen words worthy of a pretty high grade.
Free agents and player swaps are what […]
by Greg Prince on 6 February 2025 12:47 am
The long, cold winter brightened and warmed with the word Wednesday night that a Polar Bear will continue to prowl among us for the foreseeable future, which is to say one, maybe two years. Foreseeable may be a stretch. You live in the world today. You’ve ascertained that nobody can see very far into the […]
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