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There’s been nothing written on here for ages because, quite frankly, it just didn’t feel appropriate at the end of last season. 

Saturday night and Frank Lampard was definitely poking Christine in the arm while she’s trying to do her Wordle, desperate for attention.

It’s all go, isn’t it?

So it seems that on the say-so of the rowdy ramblers with their hoods up on Goodison Road, Frank Lampard Jr has become the most unlikely icon of the resistance to the rule of Farhad Moshiri and Bill Kenwright.