There's something inherently charming about the ceremony that follows a Masters Championship. For winning the most prestigious golf tournament, you don't get a trophy, or a plaque, or an oversized check. You win a jacket. Here, friend, congratulations; have a jacket. Stay warm, friend.

Trevor Immelman, a South African who apparently once had a sort of lesion on his ribcage, outlasted Tiger Woods' late "charge" to win his first Masters, and for the second consecutive year, casual golf fans looked at their television, say Tiger Woods, shrugged and switched over to "Top Chef."

By the way, Tiger Woods finished second. You'd think he failed to make the cut or something. We'll never understand golf.

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