So Mickelson won the Masters. I know we let sports influence our lives far too much, but I have to say, no sporting event has fulfilled me more than watching Phil sink the putt on the 72nd. When he jumped in the air, I did too. I can only imagine how he felt after he had worked sdo hard for so long and he finally won a major. I really think that the Masters has become my favorite sporting event. A tradition unlike any other, indeed.

Not to mention that I look really smart after calling the win on Friday morning. It just makes it that much sweeter.