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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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After the Point Was Made

The funny thing is, I had this series circled on my calendar a long time ago — with an accompanying sense of dread.

The dread was that Pete Alonso would hit at least one big home run and the Mets would fall to the Orioles, with the series loss enough to push them out of serious […]

Payback’s a Bear

Congratulations to Pete Alonso of the Baltimore Orioles on hitting your 300th career home run at Citi Field. Please go hit No. 301 somewhere else.

Pete’s having gone somewhere else is what got us into this particular mess, the one in which a 3-2 Met lead in the top of the ninth inning became a tie […]

The Homecoming King

The Polar Bear had a homecoming in Flushing Monday night. Except for the uniform he wore, it was like he never left. The uniform he wore indicated he did leave. Thus, the need for a homecoming.

Pete Alonso of the Baltimore Orioles was welcomed back to Citi Field as Pete Alonso of the New York Mets. […]

Don't Look to Baseball for Justice

In a lost season, the least the Mets could do was not get beaten by Freddy Fucking Peralta.

That wasn’t quite the only thing I wanted from the dregs of 2026, but it was pretty close to it: Sure, lose eleventy billion games while playing dull, uninspired baseball. Just don’t get beaten by the failed Met […]

Signals of Further Futility

A lot of signals emerge from a season that’s cratered, and as a veteran Mets fan, I have enough experience with craters to have grown familiar with them. Last night’s 2-1 loss to the Phillies, the maiden voyage of the SS Andy Green, brought another jolt of recognition: Ah yes, it’s the loss that somehow […]

The Squirrel Can’t Help It

We once had a Squirrel, or should I say, last night he had us.

I’ll cop to a touch of Jeff McNeil nostalgia after our longtime second baseman/first-rate handyman returned to Citi Field from the wilds of West Sacramento to take a bite out of his former workplace associates on Friday, getting hot at the plate […]

No, Really, Who’s On First?

It would be kind of interesting to note Wednesday’s Mets-Diamondbacks game started three hours earlier than originally slated due to frigid conditions at Citi Field, but that happened the day before, so…no, not that interesting nor noteworthy.

It would be kind of interesting to note Wednesday’s Mets-Diamondbacks game got all nine tops of innings pitched by […]

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 […]

It’s a Citi of Strangers

A Mets fan walks into an Applebee’s. That’s not a setup to a quip. It actually happens once a year that I know of, with me as the Mets fan. Applebee’s menu tends to shake out a bit on the salty side for my tastes, but salty is something I’ll never be if somebody is […]

Flashback Friday: 2020

Previously on Flashback Friday…

A little piece of me is always watching the Mets in 1970.

Mostly I was enchanted with the possibility that the Mets would win the World Series in 1975.

I was in love with the 1980 Mets. They weren’t the first Mets team I was ever hung up on, but I think, given where […]