Thanksgiving is CANCELED

The hits keep coming in 2020. Blasting Smash Mouth on repeat should have taught me they don’t stop coming, but I didn’t listen. What was supposed to be the best part of Thanksgiving day is no longer. The Steeler’s beat down of this fraudulent Ravens team has now been pushed off until Sunday afternoon. With that in mind, I regret to inform you, Thanksgiving has officially been canceled.

Ravens-Steelers game postponed until Sunday afternoon.

— Adam Schefter (@AdamSchefter) November 25, 2020

COVID precautions are at an all-time high right now. People all over social media and in government positions already made recommendations not to travel. Then they closed down all the bars, eliminating the long-standing tradition of blacking out with people from high school on Wednesday. Now, people all over the country are going to either sit alone at home or have to endure the family quarrels with no night game to look forward to. We’ve already got the new plague, what’s going to go wrong next?!

What’s Left to Look Forward To?

The tradition of watching the lions lose in the early game dates back to the first Thanksgiving as far as I’m concerned. It’s just been missing a spark, some excitement, and most importantly talent since Megatron called it quits. Having them line up against the Texans who lost (gave away) their own generationally talented receiver is just sad. Nobody wants to see two second-string running backs fumble the ball twice a game, even if one is AP.

Then the afternoon game is between two teams that combine for 6 total wins. One with a quarterback who’s knee visibly exploded two years ago, and the other had their QB’s ankle torn apart earlier this year. How is THAT supposed to keep anyone’s attention and distract them from the guaranteed family chaos?

Having the undefeated Steelers and their young, talented roster playing the late game was the highlight of the day. Watching them dismantle a franchise that relies so heavily on getting a lead early and running the ball a hundred times in their first primetime game of the year was going to be great. In fact, I’d argue that it was the only thing keeping people from getting blackout at the dinner table. If you think uncle Roger is going to keep it under control now, you’re mistaken my friend.

At this point though, the best advice I can give you is, “If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em”. Just remember the Irish Cream to help with the hangover in the morning.