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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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by Jason Fry on 26 April 2025 12:35 pm
On nights I’m recapping, I put a little warning for myself on repeat in my brain: It’s not all about the narrative. We see patterns while watching baseball (or while doing anything else, storytelling monkeys that we are) and we find them irresistible — pattern detection is a tool we use to make sense of […]
by Greg Prince on 22 April 2025 1:53 pm
Monday was Jesse Orosco’s birthday, so for a moment I thought the Mets were honoring him by nearly but not quite blowing a formidable ninth-inning lead. In the mind’s eye, Jesse flirted with disaster a lot in his not quite best years. In his best years, he was infallible in the mind’s eye. The mind’s […]
by Greg Prince on 17 April 2025 12:19 am
At about ten after one in the afternoon: “All right, a day game!”
At about ten after four in the afternoon: “Day games suck.”
OK, not all day games suck, but the one the Mets played in Minneapolis on Wednesday did. Certainly the Mets’ play sucked. That’s usually my litmus test for how good a game is, […]
by Jason Fry on 16 April 2025 7:35 am
“FUCK!” I screeched when Francisco Lindor rolled over one to second in the seventh inning, and if I do say so myself, I was in midseason form. Dismay, frustration, pique — they were all audible and apparent. Then I whacked the couch just to underscore the point.
It was a night in which I had plenty […]
by Jason Fry on 6 April 2025 12:16 am
The City Connects were the perfect uniform for Saturday night’s Mets game, played in murky gray conditions with an inescapable wet chill, cascades of mist wafting through the air, and any ball that touched outfield grass leaving a spray of droplets to mark its progress.
A surprisingly big crowd showed up despite the obvious attractions of […]
by Greg Prince on 8 February 2025 6:28 pm
The Mets’ How We Spent Our Winter Vacation essay can be produced in succinct fashion: “We did some signing. We did some trading. We did some retaining.” Given who they signed in December and who they retained in February, that’s a dozen words worthy of a pretty high grade.
Free agents and player swaps are what […]
by Jason Fry on 1 February 2025 5:26 pm
Oh, it was a fun year. Such a fun year! The fuel light came on and the engine quit a little ways short of the Promised Land, but what a joyride until then! We got 34 new Mets, five of them making their MLB debuts. Some look like pieces of the future, others remind us […]
by Jason Fry on 21 October 2024 12:19 am
The Mets lost, and their season is over.
Sean Manaea didn’t have his putaway stuff, Phil Maton looked gassed, and Kodai Senga turned in one good inning but not a second. Meanwhile, the hitters worked solid ABs and kept creating traffic, but couldn’t get the big hit they needed: They were 2 for 9 with runners […]
by Greg Prince on 19 October 2024 12:19 pm
Thursday night I came home from Game Four of the National League Championship Series resigned to the 2024 Mets season being imminently over. Friday morning I awoke thinking only that there’d be a baseball game come late afternoon and that the Mets would be playing in it, and between the regular season and the postseason, […]
by Jason Fry on 15 October 2024 10:54 am
Eight pitches.
They were the first sign that Monday afternoon’s Game 2 might go better than Sunday’s steamrolling. Happily, they weren’t the last.
Leading off against Ryan Brasier, the first man in a parade of Dodger relievers, Francisco Lindor worked a 2-1 count, then fouled off four sliders and fastballs. Brasier, possibly a little frustrated to see […]
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