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Greg Prince and Jason Fry
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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Reality Falls Short of Ideal

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 […]

Pitchin' Ain't Easy

So you want to be a big-league pitcher?

Baltimore’s Brandon Young entered the game sporting an ERA north of seven — hmm, come to think of it that’s less “sporting” than “lugging” or “enduring.” But there’s a reason they actually play the games: Young looked terrific against the Mets, allowing just a pair of hits in […]

Day of Reflection

Funny what a week can do. Last Monday, we were all grateful the Mets didn’t have to play baseball following a long weekend’s disaster in Pittsburgh — and not terribly distressed when Tuesday was also a washout. Now, it feels a little irritating to not be tuning in to watch them.

On Sunday the Mets battled […]

McNeil Above the Marquee

Friday’s late-afternoon sun bathed Jeff McNeil’s chin in enough of a glow to make the touch of gray in his beard quite noticeable to me. Live long enough, and that kid who had torn up Binghamton and Las Vegas so much that he forced a callup and a trade of the veteran in front of […]

Thirty Seconds of Mister Smile

The Mets played a strange game against the Greater Denver Daiquiri Machine Operators Local nine, who were sure spiffy in uniforms designed to look like the libations they serve so cheerfully. Oh wait, those were the Colorado Rockies, who inexplicably retired the best City Connects in the program and now look like human slushies. Their […]

Better Timing, At Least

Sure, it was horrible and painful like it was horrible and painful some 66 hours before, but at least it didn’t happen at one in the morning. So we had that going for us.

Otherwise, Thursday’s West Coast matinee beamed east with something approximating the atrocious ending that marred Tuesday’s late-night implosion. The revised edition encompassed […]

A Kaleidoscope of Connections

Saturday’s game against the Rockies, the last tilt of May, was observed by your chronicler via a kaleidoscope of information sources from way out here in Tacoma, Wash.: looking down at MLB.tv on my phone during one of the Pacific Northwest’s never-quite-remitting rainstorms, via MLB Audio when the bandwidth pipe was a little too narrow […]

Iron Man Peterson

All hail David Peterson, who lasted seven-and-two-thirds innings in the game that directly followed the Mets playing thirteen. On its face, that scans as a highly commendable effort, especially since the Mets won Peterson’s Saturday night start over the Dodgers, 5-2, but consider the context and ramp up your commendations. The face of contemporary baseball […]

Not Like Them

“Thank you for sharing, Baltimore O, and thank you for offering Baltimore O your empathy, Pittsburgh P. Having to replace a manager so early in the season is always difficult. Remember, at Losing Baseball Teams Anonymous, we’re here to help one another without rendering judgment. Do you have anything you wish to add, Chicago WS?”

“Hi, […]

Webless Gem

The 1986 Mets were so good that they couldn’t be stopped by a ball landing in a glove; the ball staying in the glove; and the glove and the ball being tossed as one to record a putout against them. All of that happened when Keith Hernandez grounded a ball back to Giants pitcher Terry […]