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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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Love the Mets You’re With

Let’s go live to the internal dialogue I’ve developed in the wake of the august Mets play of August 2026, right up through their 4-2 victory over the Padres at Citi Field on Wednesday afternoon.

The Mets are winning some baseball games lately.
Yeah, I know. I can read a scoreboard.
No, I mean REAL baseball games.
“No shift, […]

The Opposite of Dispiriting

The 2025 Mets were lousy, basically without interruption, from June until they expired in Miami, with the date on the carton confirming that sour-milk taste you’d been trying to convince yourself wasn’t there really had been. It’s hard to single out games that stuck in the craw when pretty much all of them did, but […]

This is the Way We Walk Them Off

Tie it in the eighth, win it in the twelfth. Blow a lead, get it back. Take as long as you need for more runs than them, provided you prevail. Break a deadlock and hold your ground. Romp from jump.

As long as nobody gets hurt, there are no bad ways to win a ballgame. But […]

The Takeaways

Against the Nationals on Saturday, Sean Manaea saw the middle innings go awry and Will Dion pitched capably, an indication that he doesn’t belong anywhere near the Washington bullpen. But that was just the pieces being moved into place for the main event, which explored a fascinating (in a small-f way) philosophical inquiry: The Mets’ […]

Leap of Faith

“You remind me of Tug McGraw,” Gil Hodges told Ron Santo, regarding Santo’s heel-clicking routine that rubbed opponents the wrong way in 1969. “When he was young and immature and nervous, he used to jump up and down, too. He doesn’t do it anymore.” I’ve always loved that anecdote, recounted in The Year the Mets […]

Staring Out the Window and Waiting for Winter

A lesser-known quote from the great Rogers Hornsby has been on my mind recently: “People ask me what I do in summer when there’s baseball like this. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for winter.”

Today is Greg’s recap, I plan to be on the East River in a […]

Calvinball Is Always Waiting

Perhaps Tuesday night’s Calvinball exhibition stunned the Mets and Royals into dizziness. Maybe it left them feeling abashed. Possibly it was a bit of both.

Whatever the reason, the two teams played a baseball game that was relatively quiet and normal for most of Wednesday night. Christian Scott was good albeit not in a particularly efficient […]

Please Schedule Our Interventions

When two .410-ish teams get together, one of them has to win, right?

But why is that, exactly?

Imagine if Rob Manfred had marched onto the field in the seventh inning with the score Mets 9, Royals 9, taken the umpires aside and then commandeered one of the mics they use to confirm that they’ve screwed up […]

Signals of Further Futility

A lot of signals emerge from a season that’s cratered, and as a veteran Mets fan, I have enough experience with craters to have grown familiar with them. Last night’s 2-1 loss to the Phillies, the maiden voyage of the SS Andy Green, brought another jolt of recognition: Ah yes, it’s the loss that somehow […]

Him Again?

Just the other day the Mets rode some goodwill across the country from San Diego, goodwill that lingered through an off-day in which the Knicks took up all the city’s oxygen anyway, but was still ready to be tapped at Citi Field on a lovely Tuesday night.

Well, so much for that.

The Mets squandered all that […]