Phil Mickelson is your 2006 Masters winner. There was no drama on 18, there was no big finish. The 18th was just a formality. Phil Mickelson bumrushed the field, or perhaps more accurately, let the field bumrush themselves, en route to an easy green jacket.
While the lack of a competitive finish is a disappointment, the upside is that we were not lacking shots of Amy Mickelson, Phil's lovely wife. And the last time Phil won the Masters, he kinda/sorta admitted that he wore it later that night with Amy in some boudoir action.
Elsewhere in the field, Tiger Woods couldn't make a putt. Freddie Couples couldn't make a putt. And no one else could make a charge. It was an efficient and calm performance by Mickelson, who didn't make a bogey until the rather pointless 18th hole.
It's not too late to tune in and see Tiger Woods put the green jacket on Phil, if you're into that sort of thing. Myself, I've had about enough of Jim Nantz, and I need to go listen to some Dead Prez or something, as sort of a Jim Nantz detox.