Some would argue he won at his acquittal in a double homicide. But from hindsight of 20 years, it is clear there were few winners, least of all Simpson.
Linda Deutsch, special correspondent for The Associated Press, covered three O.J. Simpson trials in Los Angeles and Las Vegas and has interviewed him over two decades. This is her look back at 20 years since he was charged June 12, 1994, in the murders of his ex-wife, Nicole Brown Simpson, and her friend Ronald Goldman.
O.J. Simpson arose from the counsel table at his murder trial and approached the jury box with the famous leather gloves. As he struggled to get them past his knuckles, he held his hands up to jurors and stated the obvious: "They're too small."
Next to me in the front row of the courtroom sat gadfly writer Dominick Dunne, who came to the trial believing the football hero was guilty of killing his ex-wife, Nicole Brown Simpson, and her friend Ronald Goldman. But in that moment the playing field had changed.
"Did you see that?" Dunne whispered to me. "He took those gloves and he ran with them as if he was running down a football field. This case is over."
As if encased in amber, that moment from Simpson's "Trial of the Century" lives on in my memory.
Stunned by the scene, I called prosecutor Chris Darden on the phone at the day's end, asking why he had Simpson try on the gloves.
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"What did it look like to you?" he asked me.
"It looked like they didn't fit," I said.
"Well," Darden said, "I looked at his hands and I looked at the gloves and I thought they would fit."
Darden had violated a cardinal rule of courtroom law: Don't demonstrate something in front of a jury unless you know the outcome.
Coining a phrase
That day, Simpson's charismatic lawyer, Johnnie Cochran, coined a phrase that would become an enduring motto in pop culture: "If it doesn't fit, you must acquit."
There would be months more testimony, but that was a turning point. It was June 15, 1995, a year and two days after the slashed bodies of Nicole Simpson and Goldman had been found outside her home.
Police said they found a bloody glove at the scene and many hours later a lone police detective, Mark Fuhrman, scaled a wall outside O.J. Simpson's house and said he found a match. Now, the gloves appeared not to fit the suspect and the credibility of Fuhrman would be irrevocably damaged when tapes revealed him making disparaging remarks about blacks.
Were the gloves planted? Was it a setup? Those questions would haunt the case forever.
No knife was located and there were no bloody clothes at Simpson's home. DNA evidence was compromised by shoddy police work.
Lead prosecutor Marcia Clark, who was watching her case fall apart, came to my courthouse office one morning and asked, "Do you think we even have a chance?"
In the intervening year, the Heisman Trophy winner, sportscaster, movie star and commercial pitchman had been transformed in the public mind from national treasure to murder defendant. Gone was the dazzling smile and legendary charm of a black man whose race rarely entered any conversation about him. His legend was towering, and he became a beloved figure to all.
Nevertheless, his defense would argue that racism had led police to frame him for a crime he didn't commit.
Remaining 'The Juice'
O.J. and Nicole were once golden, blessed with two beautiful children, living in a world of privilege. Their bitter divorce sent the perfect marriage into the ash heap of failed celebrity unions. There were rumors of domestic violence.
But O.J. Simpson remained a recognizable hero. To his fans he was "The Juice," the nickname he won on the gridiron, where he broke records for running.
And in the summer of 1994, when he ran again in a white Bronco, trailed by slow-moving police cars, those who clung to his legend lined the freeways with the familiar phrase scrawled on placards, "Go, Juice!" They were rooting for him to win again.
Some would argue that he did win. After all, he was acquitted. But from hindsight of 20 years, it is clear there were few winners, least of all Simpson.
Contacted through his lawyer, Simpson, who had spoken to me many times over the years, declined to be interviewed for this story. He sent word that anything he said would just result in media attacks and would be detrimental to his children.
In two decades, he has never wavered in his claim of innocence. When both sides had rested after nine months of trial, Simpson told the judge: "I did not, could not and would not have committed this crime."
For years, Ron Goldman's father, Fred Goldman, was adamant that he would never rest until he had held Simpson accountable for the killings of his son and Simpson's ex-wife 20 years ago — even if a jury had acquitted the former football star.
After the trial, Goldman joined with the family of Simpson's ex-wife in winning a $33.5 million wrongful death judgment in civil court. Then he began to seize anything of Simpson's he could get his hands on. He took furniture, sports trophies, even the royalties to Simpson's movies.
Doing nine to 33
The Goldman family is still trying to collect. But in the end, Goldman's relentless pursuit helped put Simpson in prison — but not for murder. Simpson pulled a hotel-room stickup in Las Vegas in 2007 to recover his sports memorabilia before Goldman could get it, an act that landed him in prison for as long as 33 years.
"We had to find a way to punish him and, if forcing him to give up things, forcing him to constantly be looking over his shoulder was going to cause him some pain, duress, then so be it," Goldman said recently from his home in Arizona. "It's not the kind of punishment I would have wanted. He should have had a needle stuck in his arm."
After the double-homicide trial, Simpson moved to Florida where laws benefit retirees and he could pursue his passion for golf. His private life provided tabloid fodder as he acquired a girlfriend and frequented Miami clubs. A road-rage incident sent him back to court but he was acquitted.
In 2007, while in Las Vegas for a friend's wedding, Simpson staged a casino hotel heist of dealers trying to sell his memorabilia. The raiding party included a man with a gun and the entire episode was secretly tape recorded.
Some saw the case as payback when Simpson was sentenced to nine to 33 years in prison for armed robbery and kidnapping. Others got off with sentences as light as probation.
Two Las Vegas police detectives were overheard on tape saying: "They didn't get him in L.A., but we'll get him here."
At an unsuccessful hearing seeking a new trial last year, Simpson was unrecognizable as the once trim and fit celebrity. He was bloated and graying, his arms and legs shackled to a courtroom chair.
Today, "The Juice" sits in a Nevada prison. At age 66, he's destitute, his Florida home was recently sold at auction and he won't be eligible for parole for three years.
Simpson's lawyers on Wednesday submitted a new appeal to the Nevada Supreme Court seeking a new trial in the kidnapping and armed robbery case.