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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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Competent in Colorado

What is that baseball club that appears to know what it’s doing and then goes about doing it? Why, I do believe that’s the New York Mets.

The New York Mets visited Colorado on Monday and started playing three hours before they were originally supposed to. That was very competent thinking, given the weather forecast for […]

May Flowers?

Through five innings Friday night, the Mets were in a familiar place in Anaheim, one that seemed straightforward to write about even though I really, really didn’t want to.

They were down 3-0 to the Angels and the relatively unheralded Walbert Urena, and they looked like a team in the grip of a collective nervous breakdown. […]

Now We’re Cookin’

“It’s :25 after the hour, time for our daily cooking segment. Chef, what do we have on the menu today?”
“Today we’re going to make something I like to call Metropolitan Stew.”
“Metropolitan Stew? Ooh, sounds intriguing!”
“This is the kind of dish you can just toss together on a nippy April night and, if we know what […]

Perfect Setup

From innings one through five on Tuesday night, a perfect game took hold at Citi Field. From the sixth through ninth, four more perfect innings were thrown. Selective arithmetic indicates twenty-seven batters came up, twenty-seven batters went down in something approximating succession.

More down than up, per usual, for the New York Mets, noted perfectionists when […]

Collective Shrugs All Around

On Saturday I had nothing to do with the 2026 New York Mets, and honestly it was the nicest day I’d experienced in some time.

Oh, Emily and I kept it Mets-adjacent: We spent the afternoon in the stands at Maimonides Park on one of those “nice in the sun” early spring days, watching the Brooklyn […]

A Worldwide Symphony

“This is Ellis Island here, people. I don’t care who you are, where you’re from, whether your relatives came over on the fucking Mayflower or on an inner tube from Haiti. This right here is the land of opportunity.”
—Jordan Belfort, The Wolf of Wall Street

Tom Seaver was from Fresno, California. Bud Harrelson and Tug McGraw […]

The Occasional Abeyance of Annoyance

Bo Bichette knows baseball pretty well, having played a lot of it — and seeing a bunch more before he did that professionally, what with being the child of a fairly renowned big leaguer. So he knows perfectly well that baseball is unpredictable, maddening and shot through with ironies big and small.

Like my blog partner, […]

Pete Alonso Will Not Go Quietly Into the Night

More than once this year, I’ve thought to myself that Pete Alonso would probably be more of a hitter if he were less of a teammate.

But Alonso isn’t capable of that. He cares about his teammates, about the only organization he’s ever known, and yes, about us lunatics in the stands. He wants to come […]