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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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Grazing in the Grass

Between innings on Wednesday night, after a shared reluctance to shvitz our assorted body parts off on Thursday afternoon had pushed up by eighteen hours Stephanie’s and my vague plan to fulfill our even vaguer ambition to go to a game this week, I stared out at Citi Field’s well-manicured lawn with admiration. It had […]

Turns Out There's a W in Wackiness

Mere hours after the latest descent of doom across Mets Land, the team dusted themselves off, went out and beat the Yankees.

I mean, it wasn’t easy — in fact, it was decidedly wacky at times — but a win’s a win, even while wearing absurd asphalt and purple uniforms (the bridgework on the helmets gives […]

Things Get Weird in Denver

It’s a baseball rule: Things get weird in Denver.

Imagine you were a Rockies fan who followed the schedule and dutifully showed up at the start time indicated for each game of your team’s three-game set against the Mets. (And why wouldn’t you, after seeing the Rockies whoop up on the Mets back in Queens?)

Monday? Guess […]

A Day of Life

The Mets beat the Angels (!) Sunday afternoon to take the series (!!), looking impressive in all aspects of the game in doing so. And, as is usually the case when a team that’s been struggling unstruggles, the reaction was, “Gee, was that so hard?”

(Well, my other reaction was “Fuck you, Kurt Suzuki,” but I […]

May Flowers?

Through five innings Friday night, the Mets were in a familiar place in Anaheim, one that seemed straightforward to write about even though I really, really didn’t want to.

They were down 3-0 to the Angels and the relatively unheralded Walbert Urena, and they looked like a team in the grip of a collective nervous breakdown. […]

That Was Some April

A thumbnail guide to the baseball fan calendar:

MARCH
You don’t know anything.

APRIL
You get used to doing this again.

MAY
You won’t remember much of this, but it all counts.

JUNE
You sense you know some things.

JULY
You hope you’ve figured the rest out.

AUGUST
You have to get through whatever comes up.

SEPTEMBER
You discern at last what you’ve been doing if you haven’t already.

OCTOBER
You […]

Was That So Hard? (Yes. Yes It Was.)

With two outs in the ninth and the Mets up by a skinny run, the Twins’ Brooks Lee slapped a ball into the hole, to the right of fill-in shortstop Bo Bichette. Bichette made a nice play to corral it, threw across his body with everything he had … but no, Lee had beaten it […]

Collective Shrugs All Around

On Saturday I had nothing to do with the 2026 New York Mets, and honestly it was the nicest day I’d experienced in some time.

Oh, Emily and I kept it Mets-adjacent: We spent the afternoon in the stands at Maimonides Park on one of those “nice in the sun” early spring days, watching the Brooklyn […]

The Whys Have It

A hazard of the recapping trade is you spend the game field-testing narratives in your head while the bedrock story is still unfolding, trying on summations variously grand, tragic or farcical.

After Kodai Senga‘s disconsolate departure, this was my first draft for this entire recap, channeling Dean Wormer’s caustic advice to Flounder in Animal House:

Bad at […]

The Annual Relearning of Hard Baseball Lessons

April! Baseball’s back! Hope is dewy and seemingly inexhaustible! The calendar makes sense again!

All true, and thank goodness for that. But April isn’t just opportunity — it’s also necessity. Including relearning some hard baseball lessons.

On Thursday night the Mets took a 1-0 lead to the seventh behind Nolan McLean. That lone skinny run came courtesy […]