[5.8/10] Sigh. The League is not really a show that can get plotty. Hell, it can barely master basic sitcom plotting. So while I like the idea of the series harvesting the draft order conspiracy seeds it planted in the first episode, the whole bit about Kevin panicking over his “alternate draft order” sheet, and the contrived scenario it took to get it to Ruxin, plus Ruxin’s exaggerated breakdown and stroke over it, didn’t really work for me. It’s broad and zany, and at the end of the day, that’s just the tone of this show. It’s churlish to complain about it three seasons in, but it’s still not my cup of tea, and it seemed at times like the show was moving away from that this season.
The other bits in the episode didn’t do much for me either. Peter intentionally losing to try to get Ruxin the sacko felt too much like the show straining to set up a storyline. Taco’s efforts at incorporate are enjoyable enough, but Ruxin trying to wine and dine him to get in over him on the waiver wire was weak. As usual, the Jenny and Kevin stuff was a highlight, with the bet and the catch being a little ridiculous, admittedly, but also possessing a grain of humanity missing elsewhere. And the “let’s constantly insult Andre” shtick is getting more and more tired.
Overall, like so many football teams backing into the playoffs, The League is limping into its season finale.
Review by Andrew BloomVIP 9BlockedParentSpoilers2018-12-31T22:36:57Z
[5.8/10] Sigh. The League is not really a show that can get plotty. Hell, it can barely master basic sitcom plotting. So while I like the idea of the series harvesting the draft order conspiracy seeds it planted in the first episode, the whole bit about Kevin panicking over his “alternate draft order” sheet, and the contrived scenario it took to get it to Ruxin, plus Ruxin’s exaggerated breakdown and stroke over it, didn’t really work for me. It’s broad and zany, and at the end of the day, that’s just the tone of this show. It’s churlish to complain about it three seasons in, but it’s still not my cup of tea, and it seemed at times like the show was moving away from that this season.
The other bits in the episode didn’t do much for me either. Peter intentionally losing to try to get Ruxin the sacko felt too much like the show straining to set up a storyline. Taco’s efforts at incorporate are enjoyable enough, but Ruxin trying to wine and dine him to get in over him on the waiver wire was weak. As usual, the Jenny and Kevin stuff was a highlight, with the bet and the catch being a little ridiculous, admittedly, but also possessing a grain of humanity missing elsewhere. And the “let’s constantly insult Andre” shtick is getting more and more tired.
Overall, like so many football teams backing into the playoffs, The League is limping into its season finale.