Oh poop, I found the script for the original story line for Major League:
https://imsdb.com/scripts/Major-League.html
INT. RACHEL PHELPS' OFFICE - DAY
Rachel is looking out at the empty stadium. There's a KNOCK
at the door.
RACHEL
Come in.
The door is opened by a Male Secretary and in steps Lou Brown.
RACHEL
Hello, Lou, what can I do for ya?
Lou puts a folded piece of paper on her desk.
BROWN
I wanted to hand in my resignation
before you had a chance to fire me.
RACHEL
What do you mean?
BROWN
I know what you been tryin' to do
with this team. After the season, I
want no part of it.
RACHEL
Well, I knew I could count on Charlie
to tell somebody. I was just afraid
he might take too long.
BROWN
Why would you want him to tell
somebody?
RACHEL
So you'd tell the team, hopefully
getting them mad enough to knock
themselves out trying to prove they
belonged in this league. I think it
worked.
BROWN
You tryin' to make me believe you
wanted us to win all along?
Rachel nods.
BROWN
Bullpoop. What about the plane, the
bus, the bad hotels...
RACHEL
We were broke. We couldn't afford
anything better. Donald left the
team nearly bankrupt. If we'd had
another losing season, I would have
had to sell the team. I knew we
couldn't win with the team we had,
so I decided to bring in new players
and see how they'd do with the proper
motivation. There was never any offer
from Miami. I made it all up.
BROWN
Why should I believe any of this?
Now that we're winnin' it's easy for
you to jump on the bandwagon.
RACHEL
If I'd really wanted you to lose,
all I had to do was send the best
players back to the minors. But I
didn't, did I?
Brown has no comeback for this. He knows now that she's
telling the truth.
RACHEL
You think this was all an accident?
I personally scouted every member of
this team, except Hayes, of course.
He was a surprise. They all had flaws
which concealed their real talent,
or I wouldn't have been able to get
them. But I knew if anyone could
straighten them out, you could. And
if you tell them any of this, I will
fire you.
Brown can only shake his head at this whole thing.
RACHEL
I love this team, Lou. Go get 'em
tonight.
The two shake hands. Brown looks at Rachel a beat, still
looking for some sign of duplicity. Finally he gives her a
grudging smile of respect.
