Juice there it is...

The Story of O.J.Simpson hit the world in the summer of 1994. Ex NFL Superstar & movie film star, is accused of not only killing his wife, but her lover as well. There were the bloody gloves found, blood stains in the car & the chase itself. Actually, nobody was chasing anybody: it was a more of a parade, not a pursuit. A squadron of police cars 'delicately' followed O.J. and his friend Al Cowlings around the L.A. freeway system while O.J. (Who was obviously innocent hiding in the backseat!) past the airport, and finally to O.J.'s Brentwood house, where everyone sat still for hours, except some of us tv watchers who occasionally went to the kitchen or the toilet to take a piss. During the 'vehicular parade', the cameras occasionally cut to the people bunched up along the freeways and at exits cheering O.J. on. WTF?! Even more insane - was the trial itself? Johnnie Cochran was a maniac in that courtroom. At the end of it all - he got O.J. off all charges and he was free as a bird. In retrospect, the verdict in the O.J. case seems inevitable. The bottom line was that the police were clumsy with the evidence. Finally he had the 'juice' to release a book titled: 'If I did it'. Holy shit! Well all I gotta say is this "It's good to see you in the courtroom again Juice, looks like Kharma got the best of you after all? This time, you're going to the Big House for sure & there will be some big ass ni**ers waiting for you."