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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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Before, During, After

Before the Mets fell — and I do mean fell — in Atlanta on Saturday night, 14-3 (Pete Gogolak connected for a late field goal, but those two Falcon touchdowns were too much to overcome), Juan Soto was named as a starting outfielder to the National League All-Star team. This might be a fact worthy […]

Variations on Losing

So let’s see. The Mets…

…turned Sean Manaea‘s sixth pitch of the game into a 1-0 deficit, as Juan Soto let what should have been a George Springer single bounce over his head, after which it also eluded A.J. Ewing, allowing Springer to dash pell mell around the bases and score.

…hit about eight zillion balls on […]

A Lot of Oysters, But No Pearls

“And it’s one more day up in the canyon,” Adam Duritz observed joylessly some thirty years ago, “and it’s one more night in Hollywood.” In that same chilly Southern California spirit, here’s to no more nights in Chavez Ravine.

The doubly defending world champions, the Los Angeles Dodgers, extended their winning ways not once, not twice, […]

WW? WS! (RN)

Not having grown up a Yankees fan, I always thought that as a broadcaster, well, Phil Rizzuto sure was a Yankee legend.

But Rizzuto had a bit of scorekeeping shorthand that I always loved for its combination of honesty and puckishness: WW, which stood for “Wasn’t Watching.”

I thought of the Scooter in the bottom of the […]

Baby, I Don’t Know

A button at the end of one of my favorite Mad Men episodes has been circulating through my head ever since Opening Day. Don has come home to discover young Sally is still freaked out by the appearance of her new little brother Gene. Dad has to sell daughter on the notion that this infant […]