It bares repeating: this man is a real-life oracle. But just because he has the God-like ability to predict the winners of presidential elections, Senate races, and NCAA Tournaments, it doesn’t mean he can know when LensCrafters will fax over his prescription information. The latest from our man Nate after the jump.

ESPN runs a tight ship. Here’s the official social media policy Simmons violated: “Keep internal deliberations confidential. Do not discuss how a story or feature was reported, written, edited or produced; stories or features in progress; interviews conducted; or any future coverage plans.” See the video and what he said about it after the jump.

Nothing like a random visit from Metta World Peace during a post-shootaround media scrum to pimp his Twitter handle.

The NBA trade deadline passed yesterday without major vibrations: J.J. Redick went to Milwaukee, Miami mercifully dumped Dexter Pittman for a pile of nothing, and Sacramento gave up on former 5th overall pick Thomas Robinson by shipping him off to Houston. Still, unfulfilled rumors were flying. What does this say about us?

Well, that does it for J.R. Smith’s chances of becoming the next Pope. During a trip to Philadelphia in late January, J.R. was direct messaged by a female fan on Twitter. Innocent enough, right? Just a fan reaching out to a potential Sixth Man Of The Year, letting him know she’ll be in attendance. But things escalated quickly. Like, really quickly.

As you might have heard, last night, the PR Department for the Brooklyn Nets tweeted a gem last night. But as we soon discovered, that was far from their only top-notch work. More of it after the jump.

In an effort to dig up some of the more obscure stats after the game, the Nets PR department pulled out the big guns. I don’t know the caliber of researcher they have over there at the Barclays Center, but it’s clear they only recruit the best and brightest.

“Parody” accounts are the scourge of Twitter. Every three seconds a new one pops up ostensibly inspired by a famous person… and then shamelessly barfs out a bunch of pseudo-”inspirational” claptrap that is not “parody” in a way I, or anyone else I’ve ever known, would understand the term. But some are different. And the one that might be the best of all is a fake Michael Jordan. Our favorite bit of work from “Mike” is after the jump.

JR Smith is one of the most unique players in the NBA, both on and off the court. When he’s not shooting his teams in/out of games, he’s going buck-wild online. JR was doing his thing this morning, going after a fan and would-be special friend this morning on Twitter.

It doesn’t take much to rile up Stephen A. Smith nowadays, or any days, but the Super Bowl blackout had him fuming. Now I’m sure many of us, especially Ravens fans, felt that Baltimore was jipped out of some valuable momentum after starting the second half with a rollicking kick-return touchdown courtesy of Jacoby Jones.