Goodbye OJ, Go Irish!
v. ![]()
One such reason (and I apologize to Carson Palmer and his friends) is that the University of Southern California (or USC) is the alma mater of Orenthal James Simpson (or OJ, the Juice). Now, I normally would not use this analysis to dictate how to feel on a Saturday night, but this Saturday – I have no shame.
After a few drama filled weeks, we finally found out that our Sony televisions and Barnes & Nobles will not be full of the Juice’s face and a detailed account of a would-be murder, somewhat similar to the “alleged” murder committed by the maid (Minute Maid?). I cannot complain about the last minute rejection, but I must ask – how did it get that far? We were pretty close to hearing and reading about that June 1994 “incident” from the number one suspect (futher publicizing his image) – all while Ronald Goldman and Nicole Brown are gone and said suspect still owes their families on a (far less publicized) $33.5 million judgment for wrongful death and battery. (Clearly no “Trial of the Century.”) At least in the eyes of that jury — based on a preponderance of the evidence — he did it. That, along with this recent drama, is enough for me to wear green.
I know well (as many of us do) how happy just another football game can make us. Mr. Simpson does not deserve that happiness. Not this weekend. Not if there is justice. Not after “If I did it,” not even before it. And surely not from his home in Miami — a home that should be a Goldmans. (Professor, please explain the homestead to me again?) Go Mr. Weis. Go-odbye Mr. Simpson.
November 20th, 2006 at 11:26pm Brian











1 Comment Add your own
1. Batman | November 28th, 2006 at 12:18 pm
Excellent post!
Leave a Comment