Duke Yipkowski. the Princely Polack.

Yip was a damn fine second baseman until he wasn't.

That's the biography that Jim blames not being a part of on Bob Costas.

Let's just say, Jim dug his own grave on that one.

Jim goes to a meeting with the hope Shirley has some great advice for him. Not quite.

At the next game, Jim tries to call color to the game without any success. He tosses out wacky numbers and even adds Mork and Mindy for no apparent reason.

Gabby and Gus have nothing but bad news.

Jim wonders what the hell good are the chips he receives at meetings if he can't cash them in for a new life.

Shirley says that the fog that has lifted from Jim's brain and all of his thoughts are trying to get out at once. It turns out Jim didn't do the "higher power" part, so as a result, he's white knuckling it trying to control his life, and he has to admit it's not in his hands.

He asks Gabby and her partner to attend church with them, but the partner steps back. Once they get to a church with which Jim is none too impressed, they head inside only to get tossed out 30 seconds later because Jim offered a Holocaust rebuttal to the the minister after he mentioned a benevelont God.

Matt the Bat wants to earhole Jim with his monster cock, according to Gus, so he's busy packing.

Jim calls Matt the Bat a fuck and launches into something worse, but Matt hits the toilet to vomit.

Jim won't continue because he gives people on chemo a pass. But Matt stopped chemo two weeks ago. He wants honesty from Jim right now while he vomits. Jim lays it on him.

Jim has his solo booth back again. When he begins his color, he's on a tear, killing it all the way.

The owners loved the broadcast and want to fire Gabby so Jim can have his solo booth.

Jim has God all figured out. He knows the score with God and that if he does for you, he'll come a callin' later.

But Jim doesn't want to play that game. He keeps the Yips, allowing Gabby to stay with the franchise.