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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 Greg Prince on 23 September 2016 10:58 am
Asdrubal knew it was OUTTA HERE! OUTTA HERE! as soon as he hit it.
Eleven innings played. Twenty-seven home players used. Two-hundred fourteen home pitches thrown. Two-hundred sixty-three minutes consumed. Two arms raised skyward. One-hundred eighty emotional degrees traversed. And, in the final scene, the Three Amigos riding off into the sunrise, having rescued […]
by Greg Prince on 18 July 2016 12:01 pm
I traveled to the Meadowlands a couple of Septembers ago for a Giants game. In the first series executed by the home team, a run for four yards on 3rd and 1 produced a first down. My host for the afternoon, as True Blue a fan as there is, could not have been happier to […]
by Greg Prince on 17 July 2016 12:48 am
I can’t prove it, but Met losses to the Phillies are the most annoying losses there are. The Phillies have become the new Marlins.
Move over, Miami. You’re no longer quite that team.
All losses are the worst, and I don’t doubt that if you catch me after a defeat at the hands of the Dodgers, the […]
by Greg Prince on 21 April 2016 5:52 am
I’m sorry it went down like this
But someone had to lose
It’s the nature of the business…
—Glenn Frey, “Smuggler’s Blues”
My premonition called me in the middle innings Wednesday night from the Molly Pitcher rest stop on the New Jersey Turnpike. He used a pay phone. He runs a very old-school operation.
“The Mets,” he said over a […]
by Jason Fry on 18 April 2016 11:35 pm
100 mph fastball, 95 mph slider, 91 mph change. Syndergaard is what you’d get if your brother cheated making a pitcher in a videogame. #mets
— Jason Fry (@jasoncfry) April 18, 2016
That was me early in tonight’s game while I watched Noah Syndergaard mow down Phillies with his ludicrously unfair arsenal of pitches. I […]
by Jason Fry on 10 April 2016 12:38 am
One of my favorite parts of a new baby season is how for a little while you can remember every game.
We lost that horror show in KC, then played well and won a squeaker, walloped the Phils, then lost that taut little one the next night.
See? Easy. Depending on your attentiveness and memory, you’ll be able […]
by Greg Prince on 9 April 2016 9:06 am
The Mets won their Home Opener on Friday in what we might refer to as Methodical fashion, steadily dismantling an opponent seemingly incapable of keeping up with them across a given nine-inning period. They hit when they had to, they fielded as needed, they pitched above industry standards and they played Philadelphia. Of such ingredients, […]
by Greg Prince on 9 May 2015 9:14 am
When you’re sending your ace of aces out to face the dregs of the dregs, you can’t help but have high hopes…high in the sky apple pie hopes. In this corner, we had the undefeated Matt Harvey, author of the best day (sometimes two days) of every week. In the other corner, there sat the […]
by Jason Fry on 15 April 2015 10:41 pm
The Mets playing a relatively ho-hum game wasn’t the worst thing in the world, after the emotion and intensity and wall-to-wall zaniness of whatever that was last night. Of course, a ho-hum game is a satisfying thing provided you win. Which the Mets did rather handily.
Some quick takes and then we’ll get on to the […]
by Greg Prince on 15 April 2015 4:53 am
Before the manager had to deliver the news that something “major” had happened to his indispensable player’s hamstring…before a backup catcher presumably said a prayer that nothing be hit to him in his unforeseen debut as a third baseman…before baseballs brushed back batters hither and yon…before replays weren’t reviewed even though it sure as hell […]
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