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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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No Hangover

A hangover game for the Mets would have been annoying but forgivable Friday night, what with the team having just taken a series — immediate and season — from the mighty Dodgers, AKA the Probably Inevitable NLCS Level Boss.

Happily, the Mets didn’t have one — or perhaps they did but the innate lousiness of the […]

Brett to the Future

“With yet another New York Mets Old Timers Day ahead of us this weekend, we have a lot of the former players in the ballpark tonight, so let’s send it down to our own Eddie Kraus to hear from one of them.”

“Thanks, Steve. I have with me a guy who Mets fans will recognize instantly […]

Jake, the Mets and Their Pursuers

Having emerged from the forced march portion of their schedule, the Mets returned to Citi Field and took care of business against the Rockies, though a game that looked poised to become a laugher never quite launched, turning into a too-close-to-the-ground 3-1 win. Still a good outcome, particularly given that the Braves didn’t win, though […]

The Mets-Phillies Takeout Special

OK, lemme see if I got all this. You want the pair of Slugger Milestones — the 100th RBI and the 30th homer, wrap them separately. Yeah, those’ll stay cold. They’re Polar.

You want the Speedy Duo with the Double Steal, the back half being the steal of home. You got it. We keep that on […]

Baseball Like It Oughta Be Isn't Necessarily Baseball Like We'd Like It to Be

OK, look: That was a pretty great ballgame.

Two aces squared off — Max Fried and Jacob deGrom — and they were both pretty damn good. But the enemy offenses found the smallest of holes in their defenses. For deGrom, it was a lone inning where his slider was disobedient, refusing to be as sharp as […]

That’s The Ticket

Some days this year as a Mets fan, if you’re lucky (which you are if you’re a Mets fan this year), you feel a little like Tommy Flanagan — pronounced fluh-NAIG-un — Jon Lovitz’s truth-stretching character whose Saturday Night Live catchphrase “that’s the ticket” had the country in stitches for about a year in the […]

A Baseball Day Well Spent

So far — which, I’ll admit right off the bat, is a necessary qualifier — this is one of the stranger successful Met seasons I can remember.

After sweeping a split doubleheader from the Braves — no burying the lead in this recap — the Mets are 30 games over .500 for the first time since […]

The Night of Chicken, Roses and Sugar

For me, the Mets are rarely if ever on the periphery. Most nights they’re front and center. But now and then even they have to share space with other pursuits.

We’re finishing up three weeks in my folks’ summer cottage in Maine, an annual visit extended this year as an experiment in remote work and escaping […]

Take It From Here

The Mets win most of the games they play, so it shouldn’t be a surprise that they just won two of three in Washington and five of six on their road trip and eight of nine overall. That’s what teams that win most of the games they play do by definition. It’s a pretty good […]

Don't Sleep on the Subway

Look, I’d be happier never playing the Yankees.

First off, I don’t like interleague play and wish they’d do away with it. But there’s having to play, say, the Angels and there’s having to play the Yankees. And with the latter, there’s just too much stress. One’s living room feels like a psychiatrist’s office; being at […]