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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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Satisfaction of What’s to Come

In 2022, the Mets finally got the past right. It feels so good to rattle off the roll call of their history-acknowledging triumphs; Nancy Seaver offering her benediction at the reveal of the Tom Seaver Statue on April 15; the retirement of Keith Hernandez’s 17 on July 9; the syncing of Gil Hodges Bobblehead Night […]

Every Win a King

As he reintroduced viewers to Citi Field, Gary Cohen channeled (not Dr.) Bob Harris by calling Tuesday in New York one of the Ten Best Days of the Year weatherwise. Of course nobody keeps track of the “best” days by weather nor might any two people agree on what precisely confers such status on a […]

Groove Is In The Heart

The Mets spoiled their own chances of contending sometime during the spring. Now, on the cusp of fall, they have finally put a meaningful crimp in somebody else’s plans.

I have no more against the Phillies these days than I do the […]

Nats All, Folks!

The Mets only came to Citi Field to do two things Saturday afternoon: kick some National ass and hand out some Jay Bruce bobbleheads. Come the sixth inning, looked like they were almost outta bobbleheads.

But they weren’t done with […]

The Streak Runs Late

To pick up on the theme of Met hesitancy turned Met happiness described so well by my partner, I was indeed running late Tuesday night. Earlier in the day, I wasn’t so much running as sitting…sitting, then standing, then pacing, then growling into a telephone at the ironically named Action Repair, a firm I’d enlisted […]