For 86 unfruitful minutes it looked like this game would be aptly symbolic of the Hayward era – frustrating.
As was so often the case during Sir Jack’s bumpy tenure as club owner, Wolves showed good intentions but lacked the requisite quality or fortune to get over the line.
Blackpool, who started cautious and receded as the game went on defended the width of their penalty area defiantly and made it tough for Wolves to pick the lock.
But after Dominic Iorfa strode purposefully forward and some neat interchange released Rajiv van La Parra, his deflected cross finally opened the gates for Dave Edwards to profit.
The Welshman had by then been switched to the left of midfield, but even out of position he retains that wonderful appetite to get in the box and score a goal.
That’s four in a week for Edwards, who should have added to his tally much earlier in the game, but dragged wide when clean through.
He can be forgiven that blunder for another influential display, capped with the decisive breakthrough. Unlike his former team mate in the opposition’s lineup he has the stature and the legs to contribute all over the pitch.
O’Hara was kept mercifully quiet, restricted to the odd interception and a handful of well struck set pieces, as his team struggled to find a rhythm.
Wolves always controlled the game, but too often neat build up failed to result in a meaningful pass or shot.
James Henry made no significant contribution whilst attempting to fill the gaping chasm left by the absent Bakary Sako.
So often Wolves’ talisman against this type backs-to-the-wall resistance, Sako was a painful miss yesterday. If nothing else, he can at least deliver a decent corner, which three of his team mates seemed incapable of doing.
On the opposite flank, van La Parra summed up the team performance – honest and willing, but never quite good enough.
That was until the final five minutes of course when the Dutchman finally made one of his crosses pay. He now has more assists this season than any other Wolves player, including Sako.
Price and McDonald can also feel pleased about their efforts. The former was continually the man picking up the ball and moving things forward, while the latter played with freedom and creativity.
Largely untroubled, the back four did what was necessary for another cleansheet, but Dominic Iorfa oozes star quality.
Unflappable when defending and ice cool in possession, his every involvement seems to underline what a wonderful prospect the club have unearthed.
Benik Afobe showed similar glimpses of promise in a second half cameo. With the game so condensed in central areas, he still managed to find pockets of space to trap the ball and demonstrate considerable power and pace.
His goal was just reward for both his and Dicko’s efforts, as the forwards were only afforded scraps from the table until the visitors late calamity gave the debutant a tap in.
Molineux, illuminated by lights and choruses to salute one of their own, went home contented that Wolverhampton’s favourite son had been dutifully honoured on and off the pitch.
And although Sir Jack’s time as owner can’t be looked back upon as a great success on the field, it’s clear that the infrastructure he created off it allowed for a bright and successful future.
‘Glad to have helped’ was his modest final epitaph.
But the pleasure Sir, was all ours.