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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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Turnabout Is Fair Play

It’s good to win a baseball game.

It’s good to win a baseball game against the Marlins, who are a collective blight on baseball, an affront to the concept of not just team sports but also leisure-time activity, and a rebuttal to the idea that there can be joy and light in a cosmos riven by […]

Oh, Nothing

What does Christian Scott have in common with Bob Moorhead, Chris Schwinden, Brent Strom, Mike Birkbeck, Collin McHugh and Tommy Milone? They are the only pitchers in Mets history to start at least five games as a Met and never record a victory as a Met starter. Scott holds the record by a mile, with […]

Breaking News: Mets Are Frustrating

Ready for the understatement of the year? The 2026 Mets are frustrating.

On the one hand, I love that they’re playing the kids, instead of giving no-longer-deserved time to Proven Veterans™. The latest kid? 2025 Momentary Met Jonathan Pintaro, whose inaugural 2026 outing went a lot better than his last one. Progress! Pintaro joins the likes […]

Same Old Squared

What’s that saying about how if you watch a baseball game, you’re bound to see something you’ve seen repeatedly? Occasional outlier notwithstanding, the 2026 Mets are expert at rolling out slight variations on the same old same old.

Take Friday’s game — please.

Another cobbling together of à la carte options from the pitching menu: a reliever […]

Crash From Grace

“This summer, the Mets suffered so many difficult, late defeats in close games that no one on the team, surely, could have escaped the chilling interior doubt — the doubt that kills — whispering that their courage and brilliance last summer had been an illusion all the time, had been nothing but luck.”
—Roger Angell, in […]

Beyond Game 161

What is it with the Mets, the Marlins and Game 161s? (Games 161? Anyway.)

I’m generally allergic to tidy narratives, but this one was undeniable: John Maine in 2007, Johan Santana in 2008 … and now Clay Holmes in 2025.

No, Holmes didn’t go all the way. But that’s nitpicking — he’s a converted reliever who’s way […]

No Good Answer, Obviously

As a connoisseur of postgame media scrums, I recognize a no-win question when I hear it. No-win questions are asked after brutal losses that carry almost definitive consequences. It almost doesn’t matter how the question is answered. The question just has to be asked.

The no-win question that was asked of Carlos Mendoza following the Mets’ […]

At the Center of the Circus

On the day Jonah Tong was born — Thursday, June 19, 2003 — the Mets lost 5-1 to the Marlins at Soilmaster Stadium. Mike Bacsik gave up an early three-run homer to Mike Lowell, things got worse in the fifth, and a dreary game eventually expired. I’m sure I was watching and also glad I […]

More and Less

The carnival left town and the circus arrived hot on its heels. From fun and festive and knocking down the Phillies to win valuable prizes, to foolish and floundering and getting spritzed by the Marlins, your New York Mets stumbled to a 7-4 loss Thursday night.

Three-run defeat? Seemed like more.

Three errors committed? Seemed like a […]

Aw, Snap

Oh, right. Winning streaks don’t continue into eternity. I’d almost forgotten.

If the Mets had to lose for the first time after doing nothing but winning for six games, the way they went down on a chilly, sunny Wednesday at Citi Field was about as acceptable an aberration applicable to the assignment as could be asked […]