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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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by Jason Fry on 24 September 2026 7:56 am
Take a moment, if you will, to consider last night from the perspective of Rangers fans — who must exist even though Cap Bingo never seems to turn one up in the New York area:
Oh God we’re tied for first, we’re under .500, and the stupid cheating Astros have the tiebreaker. It’s all kind of […]
by Jason Fry on 18 September 2026 10:51 am
It was inevitable that the mind would go back to August 2005 and Mike Cameron and Carlos Beltran lying in the outfield grass in San Diego.
That was an afternoon game in California, which meant it was on at the end of the workday here in New York. I heard the collision as I walked out […]
by Jason Fry on 13 September 2026 8:59 am
Take that, overdogs!
Putting up 12 runs against the Yankees in their home park won’t change anything about October or much about the trajectory of a disappointing Mets season, but boy was it ever a satisfying way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
Francisco Lindor led off with a line-drive homer into the short porch on Gerrit Cole‘s […]
by Greg Prince on 12 September 2026 11:54 am
Al Leiter, former Yankee and eternal Met, always did have a way with words. On Friday morning, at a community-minded event tied to the date on the calendar, Leiter assessed why he and others with enduring MLB/NYC ties were at Citi Field doing a little something for others in the spirit of those who had […]
by Jason Fry on 5 September 2026 11:16 am
“Clash of the titans!” my pal Pete texted from San Francisco, previewing Friday night’s Mets-Giants game.
My response? “Shitty baseball can be fun!”
Hey, sometimes I’m a prophet.
I feel a little bad for Pete, an on-again, off-again fan who chose this year to get more interested in the Giants. Oops — the Mets are bad (news flash) […]
by Greg Prince on 29 August 2026 7:02 pm
On Saturday afternoon, Nolan McLean was pretty darn beautiful, with an array of hitters and fielders supporting him in his attractiveness. Nolan went seven, giving up just a first-inning run. Juan Soto returned with a big RBI single. Jared Young — the Jonathan Pintaro or perhaps Daniel Duarte of the starting lineup — quietly chipped […]
by Jason Fry on 23 August 2026 9:20 pm
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 […]
by Jason Fry on 18 August 2026 8:54 am
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 […]
by Jason Fry on 17 August 2026 8:34 am
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 […]
by Greg Prince on 12 August 2026 12:11 pm
The Mets through Monday had me so giddy of late, I was contemplating them in terms of borrowed memes.
My closer’s Senga
My ace Manaea
The offense is leavened
Mets in Twenty-Seven
Then, on Tuesday in Atlanta, the bats fell flat and the Mets got shut out (or, as it’s articulated in Wagstaff, “shutouted”). When they’re not raising hopes, they’re […]
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