Having researched the matter exhaustively, I can confirm that, at this precise moment, there are two types of people in the world: those who love Ted Lasso – Apple TV+’s unashamedly feel-good comedy about an American football coach transplanted to the UK to work with a flailing Premier League team – and those who just haven’t watched it yet.
The show launched at the tail end of lockdown 1, delivering desperately necessary bolts of good-natured, hope-infused jolliness that simultaneously managed to be unpredictable, non-trite, genuinely funny (and on occasion, devastatingly sad) and – bonus! – introduced an isolated world to characters who demanded you feel connected to every one of them, usually in the time it took them to speak their first lines. By the time season two arrived this summer, Ted Lasso’s signature sweetness, its apolitical decency, its optimism, took on new significance, operating as a prompt and a promise on how decent humanity can be when it tries, and…
