Karl Robinson described his side’s performance as ‘perfect’ in the aftermath of just their second away win of the season.
Looking at it objectively, I can just about see his point.
After absorbing all the huff and puff Wolves could muster in the first twenty minutes, the Dons suddenly started swinging.
And where so many jobbing League One strikers have faltered, Chelsea’s Patrick Bamford was absolute, superbly dispatching the only clear opportunity he was presented all afternoon.
Like too many performance of late, Wolves were guilty of trying to walk the ball in, advancing neatly at times, but struggling to find that decisive yard of space to register a clean strike.
Bakary Sako finally broke the shackles just before the break, but when his cross to Leigh Griffiths was blocked with the goal seemingly at their mercy, the afternoon drifted away.
Yet, removing Sako and Griffiths at the interval was a massive error of judgment on the part of the manager. Neither were at their best, but the mere presence of these players on the pitch puts opposition on the back foot.
Without them, MK Dons simply pinned Wolves back and smothered the game. It was all painfully routine.
Goals from distance are usually a sign it’s not your day and Ben Reeves fine strike right at the start of the second half was curtains as far as any comeback was concerned.
Liam McAlinden offered token resistance, hanging on the shoulder of the last defender and hitting two fierce strikes goalwards. On another day, he might have salvaged something.
Doyle, Jacobs and Henry all flattered with the occasional touch of creativity, but none ever looked likely to trouble the opposition goal. They must all do better in that respect.
Two defeats in a row shouldn’t be cause for panic and flippant conclusions, but probably for the first time this season, the character of the team is being examined.
And from what we saw yesterday, it’s less than perfect.