Fortunately, Phil

So it’s true. The Good Lord does answer prayers – like my plea on Friday not to let Tiger Woods win the Masters.

OK, maybe it wasn’t heavenly intervention. After all, the Man Upstairs has lots of important stuff on His plate.

Still, it was sweet to see good ol’ Phil don the green jacket Sunday while Tiger went off to continue his sex rehab.

Phil is one of the rare nice guys in big-time sports. His wife and mother have cancer. He deserves a break.

Tiger, despite his recent apologies, is more like the typical jock-jerk who seems to win all too often.

And make no mistake about it, if Tiger had won Sunday, the hype would have been massive and sickening.

It would have made some folks forget about his sleazy second life that oozed out Thanksgiving night.

Thank God that has been postponed. Tiger will win another major, of course, and it will come.

But at least we don’t have to watch it in his first tournament back after the multiple mistress merrygoround.

… Now, about those Astros. Maybe I should try another prayer.