I covered the O.J. game.
Covered may be too strong. I was a sidebar writer for the North Jersey Herald News that night, assigned to Game 5 of the Rockets-Knicks series in the 1994 NBA Finals. It was one of my first NBA games as a sportswriter, and the atmosphere was incredible.
I was a 24-year-old basketball junkie at the sport's biggest event, sitting in the auxiliary press area in Madison Square Garden — pre-renovation — with one eye on the action on the court and the other on the monitor to my right that was showing a white Ford Bronco driving on a Southern California highway.