After witnessing such indisputable proof of the divine, McCourt and her ex-husband Frank decided that this V-wizard was what their baseball team needed. So they hired Shpunt, paying him hundreds of thousands of dollars to simply watch Dodgers games on the TV and think positive thoughts. But that makes his job seem silly and unimportant, which it definitely wasn't. After all, it was Shpunt who made the Dodgers win the National League West championship, evident by the McCourts' congratulations email with a "special thank you to vlad for all of his hard work."
And when they then tanked the next season, it was Shpunt who "diagnosed the disconnects" between the coach and the manager and got them both fired. Jamie also had him treat outfielder Jayson Werth's broken wrist, both in person and from his jim-jams at home in Boston. It went so well that Werth had to go find a real doctor on his own and miss the entire season.
Shpunt was kept on with the team until '08, when he quit himself, probably because things were getting too weird even for him. After the news came out that McCourt had employed a legit crazy person, she was kicked off the Dodgers board and had to leave the country in disgrace. By which we mean she was appointed its new CEO, and later was made ambassador to both France and Monaco by President Trump. Like we said, it's different for rich people.