Because Thanksgiving is all about family. Football, and family; I suppose. In that order. But the night before Thanksgiving? It's all about the bros. You're back home, at the old haunt, trying to see if [insert bro name here] can still do that thing with his messed up pinkie finger.
Or, if he can fire a basketball 70 feet off of a fishing pole and into a floating hoop. Depends on your bros.
Dude Perfect, and the Harlem Globetrotters? Bestest bros ever. Enjoy their goofiness: