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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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Weird and Wonderful

Baseball is almost universally weird, but there’s weird by normal baseball standards and then there’s whatever happened to the Mets on Tuesday night in Miami.

Sandy Alcantara reported for duty with his sinker acting as a Mets sleeper agent. That was obvious from the very first pitch of the game, which Francisco Lindor smacked over the […]

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 […]

This is the Way We Walk Them Off

Tie it in the eighth, win it in the twelfth. Blow a lead, get it back. Take as long as you need for more runs than them, provided you prevail. Break a deadlock and hold your ground. Romp from jump.

As long as nobody gets hurt, there are no bad ways to win a ballgame. But […]

The Takeaways

Against the Nationals on Saturday, Sean Manaea saw the middle innings go awry and Will Dion pitched capably, an indication that he doesn’t belong anywhere near the Washington bullpen. But that was just the pieces being moved into place for the main event, which explored a fascinating (in a small-f way) philosophical inquiry: The Mets’ […]

Escaping the Narrative

I was nervous for much of Thursday afternoon’s game, as the Mets refused to expand on a 2-0 lead that quickly got halved to 2-1. That was too close, with the Nats lurking around waiting to do Natty things (which used to be equally offensive Expo things) and the Mets still laboring beneath 2026’s dark […]

Be a Goldfish

It was the bottom of the second in Tuesday night’s game, with two out and nobody on. The Mets led 5-0 and a laugher seemed to be on tap, with good feelings aplenty. Bo Bichette had escaped the back of the milk carton with home runs in the first two innings, Steve Gelbs had conducted […]

Make Better Choices

David Peterson was bad and then OK and then bad again and then had a chance to give the karmic wheel another shove: Mets down two in the fourth, bases loaded, James Wood at the plate, 0-2 count.

The 0-2 part was positive considering Peterson has been mashed by lefties and you could argue he shouldn’t […]

Not Now, Nats

Called strike three. Seven earned runs in a third-of-an-inning. A long fly ball that dies at the track to seal a stadium’s fate. A throw home from the first baseman that sails over the catcher’s head. A scrub pops a three-run homer. An ear shines.

Some events that have signaled the end of a season or […]

Sorry Chipmunks, We're Going With Defiance Tonight

Defiance isn’t really in our wheelhouse as Mets fans.

Hope? Sure. The sunny version sometimes, though generally that’s only seen in the abstract. Stubborn, scared, trampled but still inexhaustible hope? Now we’re talking — whenever Tug McGraw‘s famous YA GOTTA BELIEVE is invoked, I hear not just the hope but also the desperation — the burden […]

The Natspos Live

Midway through Thursday afternoon’s Mets-Nationals game, about the time I suspected Washington’s overcoming of New York’s lead was not going to be reversible, I remembered the Nationals used to be the Expos. It’s not as if I’d wholly forgotten from whence the Nationals moved following the 2004 season, it’s just that the Quebec connection long […]