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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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Interim Pleasures

Whether it was out of quaint National League loyalty, appreciation for vanquishing the Phillies, or a fleeting fancy born of the whims of October, I was an Arizona Diamondbacks fan for five nights in the World Series, extending the quick hop I made aboard their slithering bandwagon during the NLCS. An interim fan, you might […]

Lowering Your Gaard

One of the first things we learn as kids is that you can’t win ’em all. We know this, and when we’re disappointed to realize it really is true, we remind ourselves that it wouldn’t actually be fun to win ’em all.

From a fan’s perspective, rooting for a team on a crazy roll isn’t really […]

Once in a Blue Monell

In another century, you could easily discern the difference between frontline and rear-echelon Mets. The starters were the starters and the bench guys were held in reserve until needed. When one of the bench guys got in the lineup, it usually meant a regular was aching or slumping or simply needed a blow. It was […]

More Baseball, Les Moss

If we’re being fair to the primary participants and their loyal fans, this would be a good time to end the World Series. Each side has won twice, once at home, once on the road. Everybody’s had a chance to show their best selves. There’s something to feel good about from most every angle.

We’ve seen […]

Leave the Mets, See the World (Series?)

The beginning of a postseason series, when your team isn’t involved and you feel no automatic rooting interest, is a baseball fan’s awkward professional networking cocktail party. You show up out of obligation, you don’t really feel as if you belong, you scan the room for any familiar face and you overcompensate for your discomfort […]

Aura of Less Than Success

The Mets all but screwed up a game started by Mike Pelfrey and it had absolutely nothing to do with Mike Pelfrey.

Now that’s what I call progress.

Other events covering the bottom of the eighth through the bottom of the ninth inning Saturday afternoon…now that’s what I’d call retrogression.

It was going to be such a simple […]

Fear the Beardless

Some games are taut testaments to the majesty of baseball when it’s played at the highest possible level by the best players in the world.

And other games are just fun.

Tonight’s opening tilt with the Giants certainly wasn’t a taut testament to anything, not with balls being misplayed and dopey stuff on the bases and grousing […]