The League is becoming my favorite half-hour of television. I’d only watched it sporadically in the past and had enjoyed it, but never felt like committing to another show (I felt two plus baseball was enough TV). Fortunately for me, it’s nestled nicely between Beavis and Butt-Head and the 11 o’clock rerun on It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. What became a spot filler has eclipsed the main attractions. Good on you, The League.