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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 Greg Prince on 17 July 2026 1:05 pm
Major League Baseball imposing an extended intermission upon its schedule proved absolutely restorative where our parochial interests were concerned. All the Mets needed was a break. A little break. A break a little less long or at least more disjointed than any other team besides the Phillies. We came back from not playing for three […]
by Greg Prince on 22 June 2026 10:35 am
In the spirit of Norm Macdonald in 1994 on the subject of Kenny G’s new Christmas album, NBC and the Mets teamed up last evening to say, “Hey, happy Sunday night, baseball fans — hope you like crap!”
“In related news, David Peterson will be starting a baseball game tomorrow night on this very […]
by Jason Fry on 21 June 2026 12:06 pm
I was right to be wary of Bryce Harper after a lousy game Thursday: BOOM Harper hit for the cycle.
It’s always a good call to be wary of Kyle Schwarber: BOOM two home runs in the third inning alone, 913 feet worth of pain, and then a homer to a more mortal distance later on. […]
by Jason Fry on 19 June 2026 10:05 am
Welcome to a sunny Friday without a baseball game, which is so weird that I know that come early evening I’ll be poking at my TV remote in consternation until I remember: “Oh yeah, stupid World Cup.”
At least that gives us extra time (see what I did there) to marvel at the Mets’ 6-4 win […]
by Jason Fry on 28 August 2025 3:26 am
“My Girl” you know about — the singalong that accompanies Francisco Lindor‘s ABs is a new tradition that’s all the sweeter for its organic origins and the Mets having sense enough to stay out of the way.
But the crowd at Citi Field wasn’t satisfied with augmenting the Temptations. They did the honors on “Take Me […]
by Greg Prince on 16 July 2025 2:57 pm
It’s a Tuesday night in July of 1970. It is the twelfth inning of a 4-4 contest. Pete Rose is on second. Jim Hickman singles into center field. Rose motors around third base. Amos Otis fires to the plate. Rose keeps coming home, regardless that Ray Fosse is blocking his path. The on-deck batter Dick […]
by Jason Fry on 23 April 2025 1:08 am
Some years ago, I improved my baseball life considerably by swearing off April games.
Yes, I know April baseball can be lovely — Greg and I once spent a snoozy but idyllic March 31 at Shea in 80 degree weather, watching the Mets and Phillies do nothing in particular until Alberto Castillo, of all people, won […]
by Jason Fry on 10 October 2024 1:49 am
Here’s an unforgivable fan sin: “I don’t want them to clinch tonight because I have tickets for tomorrow and want to see it myself.”
I’ve heard that a time or two, and it’s all I can do to limit myself to pointed disagreement instead of reacting in a way that would get me taken away in […]
by Jason Fry on 7 October 2024 10:39 am
There was a wonderful moment back in Atlanta, one that’s nearly been forgotten in all the joyful, exhausting tumult of what’s followed.
Steve Gelbs was interviewing Francisco Lindor, only Gelbs was drenched in alcohol and having trouble getting past the fact that his eyes were burning.
“You’re suffering!” said an even more drenched Lindor. “You’re not embracing! […]
by Jason Fry on 13 September 2024 11:26 pm
When they announce the next year’s baseball schedule I take a look, because how can’t you? But after a couple of glances — When’s the home opener? How many times do we go to the West Coast? — I go back to whatever I was doing. The dates are far off, you have no idea […]
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