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Ferguson emerged just before kick-off to a raucous reputation and wasted no time reconnecting with the fans who adored him as a player. Never mind the smart shoes, he was off down the touchline at a fair lick whenever celebrating. The most important thing for Everton and Ferguson was the result - and that came deservedly from a set of players who should actually question themselves over how they showed a competitive edge and fire that was missing under Silva. Everton were resilient in a way they have not been this season, while Calvert-Lewin channelled the spirit of Ferguson by giving Chelsea's defenders a nightmare afternoon.
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