Yes, it was a masterful performance put on Sunday by Phil Mickelson. He tamed Augusta National, the rest of the high-falutin' field and, by extension, the television audience.

This is not to take away from Mickelson's round -- maybe the most impressive he has ever shot -- but Sunday was a snooze.

It looked like it was going to be a sizzling finish at the turn, with about eight or nine players, including some of your all-time all-stars, within reach.

Nobody did much of anything, though. Mickelson won because he made the least number of mistakes, which is how it goes at Augusta. It begs the question: Is Jack Nicklaus right about his criticism of the lengthening of Augusta? Can no one now make a charge on this course?

It didn't help, as far as drama, that the final pairing of Mickelson and Fred Couples was as warm and fuzzy as a spotted puppy under a wagon wheel. This was like watching two buddies have a friendly round at the local muni.

I was all jacked up for Sunday. By the time it was winding down, I was ready to switch to Ultimate Fighting.

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