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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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Attach the Stone of Post-Deadline Rumination

As I saw one trade after another announced in the leadup to 6 PM Monday, my impulse was to frame so many forced Met exits happening at once as some kind of massacre, à la the one that happened late on a Wednesday night a little over 49 years ago, the date of another trade […]

Welcome Back to Garbage Time

Freddy Peralta, Huascar Brazoban and Brooks Raley have followed A.J Minter to greener pastures, with the likes of Luke Weaver and Tyrone Taylor still wondering if they will have new employers come Tuesday when the Mets and Guardians renew their (checks notes) utterly nonexistent rivalry.

I’ll spare you highly amateur scouting: I know no more than […]

A Brief Cessation of Terrible Things

Zac Thornton and a band of relievers were good. The Mets’ bats were better — 19 hits, including three each from A.J. Ewing, Francisco Lindor, Bo Bichette, Marcus Semien and Tyrone Taylor. Lindor had two home runs on a huge night, Semien smashed one into the second deck, and Taylor hit a longball as he […]

Self-Esteem Sunday

Contrary to popular perception, the Los Angeles Dodgers do not merely have to throw their gloves on the field in order to defeat the New York Mets. Friday and Saturday, I’m pretty sure all it took was the Dodgers checking in on the MLB Ballpark app. From all appearances, L.A. clicked “win” prior to first […]

Staring Out the Window and Waiting for Winter

A lesser-known quote from the great Rogers Hornsby has been on my mind recently: “People ask me what I do in summer when there’s baseball like this. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for winter.”

Today is Greg’s recap, I plan to be on the East River in a […]

One for the Time Capsule

On Thursday evening, the Mets saw fire, or at least the haze from the smoke that wafted down to Philadelphia from Canada, and responded well, all climate conditions considered.

On Saturday afternoon, the Mets saw rain. A start time accelerated by an hour and an eventual 48-minute delay didn’t keep them from appearing all wet.

The James […]

A Very Bonnie Win

Every now and then, the Mets fall apart. Take Sean Manaea. Thursday afternoon under cloudy skies against the visiting Royals, he was totally blitzed at the start by Lane Thomas’s leadoff home run. Did we get a little terrified? At the very least, everything looked dim to us, but then our Comeback Lefty of the […]

Damn Things Echoing Through the Ages

July 4’s delightful defeat in Atlanta had me drawing up a declaration of independence from the remainder of my team’s 2026 contests, so I didn’t particularly mind when the Mets and Braves started off late because of rain down in Georgia — hell, it can rain out the rest of this dreary year for all […]

Be a Goldfish

It was the bottom of the second in Tuesday night’s game, with two out and nobody on. The Mets led 5-0 and a laugher seemed to be on tap, with good feelings aplenty. Bo Bichette had escaped the back of the milk carton with home runs in the first two innings, Steve Gelbs had conducted […]

Shine a Little Light

Baseball is a funny game.

That’s one word for it. But what a word — because in English, “funny” has a wide range of meanings. Amusing, yes. But also odd, peculiar, maddening, ironic, unpredictable. You might say it’s a funny word.

For most of Sunday, the Mets played the kind of game they’ve played too often this […]