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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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No Shirt, Sherlock

Just in time for Pitchers & Catchers, we have broken into the Top 20 portion of MY FAVORITE SEASONS, FROM LEAST FAVORITE TO MOST FAVORITE, 1969-PRESENT. The focus of this entry is neither a pitcher nor a catcher, but he does happen to be somebody who will be reporting to Port St. Lucie in the […]

The Ultimate Sunday Afternoon Quiz

What distinguishes every Mets “game go” that involves me and my friend Mark Simon?

As was the case on Sunday afternoon, when Mark and I went to Citi Field to ostensibly watch the Mets play the Mariners, each of us brings several, perhaps many Mets-based trivia questions to ask one another.

What’s the purpose of these trivia […]

The Best Kind of Debate

After a brief flurry of optimism or at least acceptance, garbage time is officially back. Before the season, a late August Mets-Angels tilt looked like one to circle on the calendar. Who wouldn’t exult in the prospect of watching Pete Alonso and Kodai Senga go up against Shohei Ohtani and Mike Trout on two playoff-bound […]

Sweet Dreams Were Made of Them

Darryl Strawberry was coiled to swing. Doc Gooden was set to fire. The seconds in which they locked in constituted the most compelling moments in sport, maybe life, in their time at the core of our consciousness. The results tended to tell you why, but it was the anticipation that had us leaning forward. Anticipation […]

Meet The Deans

I got a huge kick out of leafing through the 1967 Mets Yearbook years after it was published and finding that even then Ed Kranepool, a mere 24 yet the only Met left from the Mets’ first year of 1962, was referred to as “The Dean” of the Mets in terms of continuous service with […]

A Foxhole Player

Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.

Looks back at the ’86 Mets often pair Wally Backman with Lenny Dykstra, his fellow partner in grime (and co-star in the ’86 year-in-review video’s super-cringey “Wild Boys” montage). Which makes sense: Backman and […]

The Kid Is Still in the Picture

Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.

One day in the spring of 1987, I chatted on the phone with my mom.

This wasn’t noteworthy — I was a senior in boarding school, and in the era before cellphones we’d take turns […]

Star of the ’80s

Welcome to A Met for All Seasons, a series in which we consider a given Met who played in a given season and…well, we’ll see.

There’s a new world comin’
And it’s just around the bend
There’s a new world comin’
This one’s comin’ to an end
—Cass Elliot

If I have one certainty as a Mets fan, it’s that no […]

The Sweet Spot of Summer

MLB’s “Summer Camp” has not only been named, it’s been sponsored, by a company called Camping World. Perhaps when the streamlined sixty-game schedule is announced, the reveal can be sponsored by Thom McAn, considering we’re all kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop on baseball’s best-laid, half-assed plans.

True, they no longer have Thom […]

The Pace of Pete

When you play in a bandbox, strike up the band nice and loud. The Mets hit only one home run on Tuesday afternoon at Yankee Stadium and lost by seven. The Mets hit three home runs on Tuesday night in the same selectively diminutive venue — brothers […]