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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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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 […]

A Worldwide Symphony

“This is Ellis Island here, people. I don’t care who you are, where you’re from, whether your relatives came over on the fucking Mayflower or on an inner tube from Haiti. This right here is the land of opportunity.”
—Jordan Belfort, The Wolf of Wall Street

Tom Seaver was from Fresno, California. Bud Harrelson and Tug McGraw […]

Glass Calf Full

Met victories were so plentiful Friday night in San Francisco — for the club as a whole, for Nolan McLean, for power hitting, for clutch hitting, for remaining awake — that one is tempted to relegate to footnote status the little matter of Juan Soto exiting the game early with tightness in his right calf […]

Oh Hooray Another Milestone

Annnnd we’ve reached another milestone a lot earlier than we might have hoped: the season’s first game that I recap belatedly because I can’t stand the thought of reliving it.

If you didn’t see Thursday night’s game, well, good on you for making better life choices than I did. The Mets largely didn’t hit, yet again […]

Summer Breeze

Did I hear him correctly? Did I hear Carson Benge, in the wake of his smashing major league debut at Citi Field, tell a friendly interlocutor that ”I want to keep playing here forever”? Don’t toy with us, kid. Because if you’re serious, we’re in the smitten state of mind to take you up on […]

First Time in a Very Long Time

By the time 2026 rolled around I had a long-established relationship with spring training: I’d put the first televised game on my calendar, watch the initial 20 minutes with avid interest, watch the next 20 with vague attention, and then either be looking at my phone or asleep. And after that I’d wait for the […]

He Got Us

Many a Met could echo the official team ditty and implore us to hurry up and come on down to meet them as they’ve attempted to be really socking that ball, hitting those home runs over the wall. But only one in recent years had accrued the moral authority to lay on the line what […]