I came across the name of Bombo Rivera in one of the posts regarding regional oddity baseball songs. As indicated by the posting individual, Bombo was no great player. However, he was a fan favorite. He also became my favorite player. The first major league game I ever saw was in July 1978 with my Dad at old Met Stadium. We sat in the left field bleachers that day, kiddie jersey giveaway day (I'm sure I still have it somewhere). Being only 8 and living in Indiana at the time (we were in Minnesota visiting family), I didn't know any of the Twins players. But when Bombo trotted out to left, the whole bleachers started chanting "Bombo, Bombo, Bombo." He turned smiled broadly and waved. Well, I just thought that was the neatest thing and he instantly became my hero. He went 1 for 4, a cheap single, by the way. It's a challenge to have a no-name player as an idol, but it's maybe more fun. Every factoid or piece of memorabilia is rarer, more precious. Anyway, I've digressed. Garrison Keillor (yes, the famous fella who spoofs governors and tells what's happening in Lake Wobegon) penned The Ballad of Bombo Rivera in the late '70s as a tribute to the affable, though not very talented, Twins outfielder. Happenstance being as it is, I was trolling the internet to see if I could find the lyrics to this song, when I ran across this website. I've struck out, like Bombo did quite often, this time, but I may hit a home run later today. Garrison Keillor is in my neck of the woods tonight reading from his new book. I'll try to ask him about the song tonight. If I do hit that grand slam and get the lyrics, I'll post them here. Dave Miller