There was a moment late on Monday, as Tottenham kept the ball and Everton pursued it forlornly, when Frank Lampard's face told you everything.
The colour had drained away, his stare was cast a thousand yards and more. There was no hint of fury, just the blankness you associate with sudden shock. And Lampard had every reason to be shocked, as his mind wandered into the future.
With Everton having conceded five goals in a display that was met with widespread derision, now he truly knows what it feels like to manage the club in the era of Farhad Moshiri - where calamity and crisis are never far away.