NYC’s latest power duo
STUFF Beckham back into his snug underwear because Frank Lampard, England’s top pro footballer, biggest alltime soccer star, just signed with the NYC Football Club to play soccer. Yankee Stadium. Next March. His girlfriend Christine
Bleakley: “I’m from Northern Ireland, living in London. I love it here. Love Bloomingdale’s. Love this walking city, although I don’t know always where I’m heading. And with firefighters, police, Belfast’s Madison Square Garden workers and friends who run a bar near Wall Street, I love the Irish connection.
“Stuck in a hotel now, we’re looking for an apartment. I’ve been here before, but you need a feel for the place. Don’t want to get it wrong. People are helping but, basically, just Frank and I are looking.
“Ideal is a view. Four bedrooms. He has two little girls we want to look out for. And, turning slowly into my mother, I cook English roasts Sundays or homecooked Italian. Not for 25 people or I’d get nervous. Just for us.” So who are you? “I’m easygoing. I’ll try to make this work for him but don’t want to live off him. Back home, I’m on Ireland’s channel and do ITV documentaries — a music special, an Ireland and Britain tour. Still doing that until his season starts. With all this to-ing-and-froing, no idea what my career here will be.
“I’m 5foot9. In heels I shoot right up. Depending on my diet, I’m 10 stone (about 135 pounds).” Go to the gym with him. Do running and biking. Soccer’s not my thing, but I now go to every home game.”
To the important thing, you got a ring?
“Yes. Emeraldcut diamond. He surprised me. He got romantic.”
She met the Yankee wives yet? “No.” Lotsa luck. Rub a shamrock.