Sunday, December 7, 2008

O. J. Get's Juiced

I remember the night that I bumped into Simpson and his posse as they were leaving Casey's, a popular spot in the mid 1970's located on the Elmwood strip in Buffalo, owned by the late Butch Casey and his hard working Dad who I respectfully knew only as Mr. Casey. You may have seen Butch on T.V. Those crime shows relentlessly play the tapes from his home security system, that caught the murder of his two female guests and of Butch too.

So back to O.J. as he and I made eye contact we acknowledged each other, he recognized me, I had served him a cocktail or two at Mulligans Brick Bar, a joint so notorious for its madness that everyone from celebrity to mooch frequented this place to get shitfaced and or laid. Well right at that moment of our mutual head nods I reached in my pocket and asked him for his autograph. I had promised my little nephew Nick at the time that the next time I saw him I would get it for him. Many years have past since then but what was remarkable is that the Bills organization had some kind of a reunion of sorts in May or June of 1994, by that time I had moved from Buffalo to Chicago. I had come back to visit my beloved mother, on one of the days I decided to go to one of my friends restaurant located on Main Street. When I arrived he wasn't there so I had a few shots of tequila and waited around for a while. To my surprise in walked the owner, who I came to see and his brother. We hadn't seen each other for a while and we had a few more shots and I was getting ready to shove off. I reached my limit, but they said hold on some of the Bills are coming in for dinner c'mon stick around so I did. A minute or two later in walked four of the Bills that I knew from back in the day and then in walks Simpson. We all talked, took some group photo's and then I said my goodbyes and left. A month or so later I believe O.J. killed his wife Nicole and her friend Ron. It was a bitter pill to swallow, not only most importantly did two people lose their lives, and the loss to both families was and still is incomprehensible, the whole city of Buffalo was dealt a familiar smash in the face.

I saw O.J. on the news and he was pitiful, as he uttered "In no way did I mean to hurt anybody, to steal anything from anyone," Simpson said, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all of it. "Friday's verdicts came 13 years to the day after a Los Angeles jury acquitted Simpson of killing, Nicole and her friend Ron Goldman. The way Simpson acted after the murder trial was pretty sickening even if he was really innocent, mocking Nicole's death, making stabbing motions, and the "If I Really Did It" crap, the list goes on. The contempt that he has shown publicly to the Brown and Goldman families has been hideous in nature. In the end his pomposity and his belief that he was untouchable because of his celebrity, finally caught up with him. Simpson was so sure that he was above the law, and beyond reproach, that his ego maniacal rational over came what little logic he may have possessed and that foolishness steered him clear of a plea bargain deal that he was offered. A deal that if taken would have left him with less time to serve. I must admit I am elated with his choice.


Anonymous,  December 8, 2008 at 8:43 PM  

I enjoyed reading your piece on the notorious OJ. We in Buffalo who ran
"with the in crowd" during Simpson's
football days remember an idol who was loved by his fans. That lost fame however, does not give OJ a free pass. He is guilty now just as he was guilty of Nicole's murder. I remember seeing her at Mulligan's Nite Club with him and it is hard to believe that she would be murdered by him. He could have walked away then, just as he could have walked away from that night in Las Vegas, but he is just to self-centered and egotistical for his own good.
Keep up the writing Joe. It's good for you and good for the rest of us.

Joseph M. Fasciana December 9, 2008 at 3:18 AM  

Dear Ranger,

I really appreciate your support. Probably more than you know. Give my love to Liz and Danny.



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