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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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The Confounding Amazing Mets

I suppose I could take care of Sunday’s game by writing Saturday’s post backwards: The Mets zoomed from amazing back to confounding, the offense was crummy, they wound up way behind before the merciful conclusion, and a few hours later the Phillies kicked them out of first place. And all this against the Giants, who […]

I’ve Often Heard That Kind of Talk Before

Every time we come to Southern California, we are absolutely the Clampetts.
—President Jed Bartlet

Albert Hammond offered a rather broad assertion in 1972 when he informed the nation’s pop radio listening audience that it never rains in Southern California. Seems it rarely rains in Southern California. On May 12, 1998, the Mets visited San Diego and […]

What Summer's Made For

I decided it was time to reintroduce myself to my baseball team.

The Mets entered the All-Star break by losing an annoying game to the Royals, which isn’t exactly a new occurrence in 2025. I didn’t bother with the ASG beyond shrugging at the swing-off, and was relieved to have a few days’ break from this […]

Two Prizefighters

The Mets and Yankees spent Saturday afternoon wailing away at each other like concussed prizefighters, as balls were flying out of Citi Field and pitchers took the mound looking like they were bracing for impact.

The Mets struck first, with Brandon Nimmo connecting for a grand slam off Carlos Rodon in the bottom of the first. […]

(Another) Lost Weekend

So the Mets had another team meeting … and things got worse.

Worse as in 12-1, worse as in out of it by the top of the second, worse as in Travis Jankowski finished up on the mound (before seeing a 2025 Mets AB, no less). Frankie Montas was terrible, the relievers who followed him weren’t […]

Good Hang with Frankie Montas

I was hanging out with Frankie Montas Tuesday night, though not as soon I’d planned. Thank the Long Island Rail Road and its “signal problems” and “scattered delays” for making sure I wouldn’t see the veteran’s first pitches as a Met. If I didn’t see his first pitches, I wondered if I’d see any, based […]

Killing Us Softly with Spring News

Spring Training, you gotta stop making real news. Frankie Montas’s lat last week. Nick Madrigal’s shoulder over the weekend. Sean Manaea’s oblique as the Monday surprise du jour. We’re here for bright skies and optimism and megastars presenting vehicles to would-be stars in exchange for jersey numbers. That’s the news we can consume and smile about.

All injuries […]

Two Rites Don’t Make It Wrong

Ah, the rites of Spring. Two, specifically…

1) The first press availability of the year with players who rate a full-blown sitdown with the assembled St. Lucie media. Francisco Lindor one day, Juan Soto the next, Pete Alonso today. Revelations? They’re thrilled to be back, or here, or back here. Why shouldn’t they be? They’re all […]