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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 16 September 2015 4:49 am
I can’t take me anywhere. I can, but I can’t depend on me to respond as social norms suggest I should.
I took myself to Citi Field Tuesday night at the invitation of a friend. The ostensible lure was the manifestation of that old Wilponian chestnut, Meaningful Games In September, MGIS for short (mishegas for our […]
by Greg Prince on 10 November 2014 2:41 pm
When (no ifs about it, let’s hope) Jacob deGrom is awarded the National League Rookie of the Year tonight, there will be a highlight package that features most prominently his record-tying eight consecutive strikeouts to begin his September 15 game against the Marlins at Citi Field. For the next year, probably for the rest of […]
by Jason Fry on 29 July 2014 7:49 am
A sportswriter once asked Yankees owner Colonel Ruppert to describe his perfect afternoon. Replied Ruppert: “It’s when the Yankees score eight in the first and then slowly pull away.”
Wrong team, different margin, but yeah — a flurry of first-inning Mets hits was all Bartolo Colon would need, and all we’d need with our team finally back […]
by Jason Fry on 21 April 2014 11:46 pm
The Mets of recent vintage have been more about sabotage than camouflage, but for a night all was well in Flushing. The good vibes started with Jenrry Mejia, whose mix of cutters, sinkers and sliders had the Cardinals flailing, muttering and occasionally smashing bats. Mejia faltered in the seventh, as per usual for 2014 Mets […]
by Jason Fry on 12 August 2013 12:52 am
Maybe this is actually the year of the overlooked Mets pitcher.
Sure, Matt Harvey has been Olympian and each start makes Zack Wheeler looks more like the phenom he was heralded as. But the other day we were talking about Dillon Gee’s turnaround. Not so long ago Jenrry Mejia came off the prospect scrap heap to […]
by Jason Fry on 26 April 2012 12:13 am
OK, the game. It was another beaut — it really was. Mark Buehrle and R.A. Dickey faced off in a corker of a pitcher’s duel, with Buehrle’s deadly sinking change evenly matched against Dickey’s fluttering knucklers. Omar Infante hit a home run that would have gone out of old Yankee Stadium to give the Marlins […]
by Greg Prince on 14 April 2012 11:10 am
In baseball circles over the years, there has been a certain cachet attached to the Oriole Way, the Dodger Way and the Cardinal Way. I’ve never heard anyone allude to, with or without irony, to the Met way.
But maybe they should…sans irony, no less.
The Met Way, the relatively ideal version, was on display Friday night […]
by Jason Fry on 17 November 2011 12:01 pm
OK, let’s get the whining out of the way first: I want to unreservedly love the new pinstripes, but they annoy me a little.
The Mets were born in the Jet Age. Fatherly Eisenhower had given way to hip, stylish JFK, soon to announce we were going to the Moon. The Mets set up shop in […]
by Greg Prince on 6 August 2011 12:59 am
What was farther out of the realm of possibility: that the Mets would make a stand against the Braves or that I’d be there to see them attempt it?
Not long ago both happenstances seemed reasonably reasonable. My part should have been a breeze: I made plans to see Friday night’s game with a friend who […]
by Jason Fry on 14 April 2011 12:33 am
Actually the Mets aren’t 4-70. They’re 4-7, which is considerably different — smack dab in the middle of “small sample size” territory, within the bounds of which no wise person draws conclusions. And even if you can’t resist the temptation, a bit of further, mostly non-quantified reflection should be enough to coax you off the […]
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