You can’t watch FX’s new sitcom “The League,’’ which premieres at 10:30 p.m., without thinking of Apatow’s movies. All the elements are in place - the guys talking smack, the loose banter that inevitably revolves around penises, the hidden insecurities, the good taste in women. But because “The League’’ is a weekly TV sitcom, the guys don’t head into revelation and growth so much as a repetitive cycle of bromantic immaturity. They just keep going nowhere on a treadmill of masturbation jokes.
“The League’’ is a more conventional cousin to “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia,’’ the FX comedy that precedes it and similarly targets a young male audience. While “Philadelphia’’ has gonzo energy, diving headlong into politically incorrect farce, “The League’’ is a more predictable half-hour that also resembles CBS’s witless “Rules of Engagement’’ with David Spade. The raunchy comedy on “The League’’ had me laughing out loud a few times, but mostly I felt as though I’d seen it all done better before.
The five guys are linked by their participation in a fantasy football league, which they take more seriously than their day jobs and, possibly, their relationships. A lot of the comedy comes from their obsessiveness about the game, notably when two of the guys who are lawyers conduct a fantasy-football player trade while negotiating a criminal’s plea bargain. In another bit, a preteen boy in the neighborhood has mysteriously been deemed a fantasy-football “oracle,’’ which leads one of the guys to essentially kidnap the kid from his home. Much pedophile humor ensues.