The League ended pretty much as it began: with a shit-talking video uploaded to a fantasy football message board that closed with a hearty “Suck it!” This clip, however, was 18 years into the future with the gang revealing in the most inappropriate fashion that Andre’s son was actually the result of a one-time rekindling of the sexual flames between Pete and Meegan. He may be the most financially successful of all the members of this particular friend group, but even in the future, Dr. Nowzick will always be the punching bag. Some things will never change.
That was the feeling throughout this final episode of the show. Unlike most any other sitcom that has lasted longer than, say, two seasons, no one in The League really learned any lessons or grew as people. All they really wanted to do was dominate their friends in fantasy football and spend the next eight months lording that over them. If that meant storming an actual religious ceremony honoring the god Shiva and letting out one huge “Shiva blast,” or talking tons of smack to each other in the recovery room after Kevin lost his balls in a freak accident…so be it. Everyone’s riding the same path no matter what little things have shifted in their personal and professional lives.
Not much of a moral, but this was never a moralistic show. As I wrote about the series earlier this week, in any other world, all six of these people would be in constant legal trouble, and Rafi would be locked up in solitary confinement. Instead, they carry on with almost no consequences and no compunction about what damage they’ve done. And Rafi gets to carry on humping watermelons and saying the most disturbing things imaginable.
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