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ABOUT US
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 6 October 2012 3:51 am
Nice to see so many Braves fans decided all at once to reject the symbolism inherent in their foam tomahawks and hurl them to the field in protest of what they represent. What surprised me was learning they also found empty Bud Light cans culturally insensitive.
Or maybe they just thought they got jobbed on a […]
by Greg Prince on 1 October 2012 1:30 am
By predictably losing on Sunday — between Kris Medlen’s streak and Chipper Jones’s farewell, I had next to no doubt about the outcome at Turner Field — the 73-86 Mets made certain their record in 2012 will not be as good as their record was in 2011 (77-85), which wasn’t as good as their record […]
by Greg Prince on 8 September 2012 11:35 pm
1) It appears impossible to all but give away tickets to a Mets game in September, and that includes trying to all but give away tickets to people outside Citi Field who seem determined to go to the Mets game about to be played. Saturday afternoon was my annual Mets game with Jeff from Washington […]
by Jason Fry on 13 August 2012 12:36 am
Whoa. I just woke up from the weirdest dream.
The Mets were up 6-1, and it was a laugher. Totally easygoing Sunday night game, the kind you kind of stop paying attention to while still enjoying because you’re tired and starting to think about the week ahead and anyway you’ve won. All this cool stuff was […]
by Jason Fry on 29 September 2011 8:00 pm
Dear brethren in Atlanta and Boston,
We’ve been where you are. We know how you feel.
Braves fans, on Aug. 25 your team led the Giants by 9 1/2 and were given 99.2% odds of making the playoffs. Sox fans, on Sept. 3 you were up by nine games on the Rays, with playoff odds of 99.6%. […]
by Jason Fry on 18 September 2011 10:42 pm
Sometimes it’s great when the Mets make a hash of my plans.
Getting ready for today’s game, I had a promising albeit rather sorrowful blog post mapped out — it was going to deal with the Cyclones, the Sand Gnats, childhood and the inescapability of Chipper Jones. And that plan held after Chipper doubled in the […]
by Jason Fry on 16 June 2011 11:10 pm
It’s wonderful to be a Mets fan right now. It really is. While everybody tells jokes, the Mets have assembled a Quadruple-A lineup of guys who don’t do too much but do just enough, playing the game the right way, not shooting themselves in the foot and —
DICKEY! WOULD YOU NOT DO THAT? I KNOW […]
by Jason Fry on 16 June 2011 1:38 am
OK, actually half-bad is exactly what we are. But compared to what we were not so long ago….
It turns out nothing can stop Dillon Gee except thunder, lightning, lunatic gales and cruel but sensible precautions related to long rain delays and surgically repaired labrums. Our favorite advanced-stats conundrum mowed down the Braves for four innings, […]
by Jason Fry on 6 June 2011 1:56 am
The Mets remain the confoundingest team in the world. Tonight they beat the Braves rather handily behind R.A. Dickey’s fluttering knucklers and Jose Reyes’s regular dose of high-octane awesomeness. They did so by scoring runs early and often against Tim Hudson — enough runs to withstand their own late-inning swoon, as Manny Acosta reminded us […]
by Greg Prince on 17 April 2011 6:40 pm
Nothing like a little desperation and a helpful handful of Fredi Gonzalez to right your ship, or at least make your plane ride home from Atlanta a damn sight more pleasant than anything about your life has been in more than a week.
Was it desperate to move Josh Thole into the two-hole? It certainly wasn’t […]
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