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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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All the Small Things

The 2026 Mets are nobody’s genie, but they are on occasion capable of granting relatively small baseball wishes. Sometimes it takes them a while. When July was becoming August, and almost everybody you heard might be traded was getting traded, you might have wished “almost” could be upgraded to “everybody”. Specifically, Luis Robert, Jr., began […]

Welcome to Uncle Andy's Baseball Camp

An oddity as this odd Mets season winds down is that I have remind myself Andy Green‘s top priority isn’t winning games. That’s always welcome, but not job one — job one is to conduct a quasi-instructional camp, in which new guys and new situations get tried out to see what might work in some […]

Great Games Can Have Crummy Endings

I’ll grant you that we’re grading the post-deadline 2026 Mets on the curve, but still: Aside from the ending, that was a fine way to spend an afternoon.

You had Nolan McLean, with the movement on his pitches baffling the White Sox and sometimes McLean himself. I’m pretty sure what he did to Andrew Benintendi with […]

Somebody Else’s Old Friend

I wasn’t wishing any ill will toward Huascar Brazobán when he came into Saturday night’s game to face his former team, beyond hoping his former team would rough him up gently.

It was the seventh inning of a game the Mets were leading, 7-5, an evening pervaded by the sense that this game could be going […]

This Only Pinched

For most of my life, my relationship to needles has been a matter of bracing for the absolute worst and reacting to them as if they definitely are. Once in a while, if a medical professional is coming at my anatomy in a spot where I’m not used to it, I will still yelp and […]

A Cavalcade of Unlikely Events

Some recaps go for analysis, others go for trying to capture what it was like to be in the moment. And we’ll do a little of that. But sometimes you just want to record what happened and be amazed.

So: Combine the top of the first and the top of the second of Monday night’s Mets-Padres […]

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 […]

Games Like These

The Mets seem to have thudded back to Earth after their briefly winged tour of Cleveland and Pittsburgh … or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that a habitually ground-bound team is once again craning its collective neck to peer up at the clouds and wondering what the world looks like to entities […]

Oh Sure Now They're Watchable

I shouldn’t be surprised, given how baseball is riddled with ironies, and yet I am: A team about to undergo a trade-deadline sea change is playing its best ball of the season.

(The transformation is already underway, as the Mets have traded A.J. Minter to the Twins for a pair of prospects: Bruin Agbayani, the 19-year-old […]

The Ol' Switcheroo

Remember the long-ago ad in which they switched a fancy restaurant’s presumably fancy coffee for Folgers crystals? A similar experiment seemed to have happened in Milwaukee Tuesday night.

That was platinum glover Brice Turang looking oddly lethargic on a Carson Benge grounder that wound up bringing in two critical runs, and that was the Milwaukee infield […]