“Ted Lasso” Season 2 Review: The Jason Sudeikis Comedy Doesn’t Beat Its First Season

Brendan Hunt, Jason Sudeikis and Nick Mohammed in “Ted Lasso.” Photo Courtesy: Apple TV+

Rating: 7/10

The first season of Ted Lasso — the Apple TV+ workplace comedy in which Jason Sudeikis plays a football college coach from Kansas who ends up training a professional soccer team in the English Premier League — has 20 Emmy nominations. And the surprise hit — it has already been renewed for a third season — shows all signs of taking home the Outstanding Comedy Series and a bunch of other coveted awards.

Its 12-episode second season debuts on the streamer on July 23 with a one-new-episode-per-week release model. And while Ted Lasso still is a feel-good series that’ll keep you grinning and laughing out loud throughout, this new batch of chapters — eight of them were available for review — don’t necessarily live up to the original ones.

It was a very tall order. Season one was the perfect balance of heartwarming, upbeat, entertaining and not at all timid in its wokeness. Season two tries to employ the same recipe but its jolliness and total lack of cynicism — which made season one so unique and welcome — sometimes veer into the sugarcoated. The sugar is exceedingly dispensed in a rom-com episode filled with references to Jerry Maguire and When Harry Met Sally as well as in a Christmas one that felt not only sentimental but out of place considering it’ll air in August. Also, the episodes tend to be a little bit longer — all of them are well over 30 minutes long this season — and tighter tends to be better when it comes to comedy.

Don’t get me wrong: if you liked season one, you’ll still be able to enjoy this new installment. On the outside, Ted (Sudeikis) keeps being his usual happy-go-lucky self — albeit dealing with some personal issues — and has some of the best one-liners in the show. “I haven’t seen someone that disappointed to see me since I wore a red baseball cap to a Planned Parenthood fundraiser,” he quips at one moment. “I’ve never met someone who don’t eat sugar. Only heard about them and they all live in this godless place called Santa Monica,” he says when someone is inexplicably not that charmed by his homemade biscuits.