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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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I Need to Spend More Time in Bars

I’m going to the tavern, Johnny. If there’s anything I can do for y’there, let me know.
—Stephen Hopkins, Delegate to the Continental Congress from Rhode Island (1776)

Guy walks into a bar. Says, “give me something special — something you don’t usually have.” Bartender says, “how about a Mets win?” Guy says, “you give me that, […]

Tug Could Really Use That Beer

Reminder to anybody attending tonight’s game between the Mets and the Astros: Stop by McFadden’s Citi Field between 6 and 7 and come say “hi” to noted marathon runner/fundraiser Sharon Chapman and me and, if you can, please make a donation to the Tug McGraw Foundation. We’ll be there to raise funds for a great […]

Buy Tug a Beer

Some of you nice Faith and Fear readers occasionally make the gracious comment that you’d like to buy us a beer the next time you see us at Citi Field. Well, we’re ready to take you up on your generous offer, but we don’t want a beer from you, per se. We don’t even want […]

Comma Chameleons

I believe there’s a reason above all others that Ed Kranepool resonates like no one else in the Met mythology: He was here from the first year through the eighteenth year of the franchise uninterrupted. Ed Kranepool’s entire Mets career (his entire major league career, for that matter) can be expressed via a simple en-dash.

Ed […]

Great Day to Run Irish

Sharon Chapman took the FAFIF wristband to the Top of the Rock (by stairs!) in February.

March 17 seems like an ideal day to recall Met reliever extraordinaire Tug McGraw, who was known to enjoy every day like it was St. Patrick’s Day. Our friend Sharon Chapman has done a phenomenal job […]

Now, a Sprint to the Marathon

Sharon bands together with FAFIF and Team McGraw.

Frank Edwin “Tug” McGraw
Pitcher 1965-1967, 1969-1974

The free-spirited closer whose catchphrase “Ya Gotta Believe” became the rallying cry for the Mets run to the 1973 World Series … The left hander saved 25 games and was an emotional leader in the clubhouse as the […]

Closing Time (Closers Optional)

You may recall that the one element Bobby Cox always lacked as he led the Braves through their almost endless divisional dynasty was a certifiable steel-toed, kick-ass closer. He was never able to hand the ball to a National League version of Mariano Rivera — not that there are too many of him lying around […]

It Was Benny Years Ago Today

There are three postseason games scheduled this October 7. By definition, they are all lacking a certain something. What is it? Oh right — us.

Once upon a time the Mets played postseason games on October 7. Once upon three times, actually…or thrice upon a time. However you measure it, let us recall the three best […]

We Still Love This Game

The 2010 Mets are a temporary condition. Mets fandom, however, is a lifetime proposition. Some dispatches from around Metsopotamia, most of them showing us again that blue and orange waters run deep.

• Faith and Fear reader Tim Hanley wrote in to let us know he and his home movie of Ron Swoboda’s Game […]

Mets Yearbook: 1973

There are two relief pitchers we’ve written about quite a bit in 2010. One is the incumbent closer, whose recent actions have gotten everybody’s attention. It also appears to have gotten him a torn ligament. Francisco Rodriguez, anger management candidate and apparent genius, messed up his right thumb while (allegedly) messing up his girlfriend’s father’s […]