To anyone outside Molineux with a shorthand pad and pen, all this was part of the script.
To every single fan of gold and black persuasion who knew what a toxic bombsite this club had become, securing promotion with four games remaining is nothing short of a miracle.
Kenny Jackett and your wonderful young squad of history makers, we salute you.
Most pundits – and a fair few Wolves fans too – had us down to walk League One on the assumption that we were too good to be in League One in the first place.
Quite how we were going to do it was never explained however, with the names Ricketts, McDonald, Jacobs, Golbourne, Henry and Dicko on the tip of nobody’s tongue.
Until our unassuming manager parked up in Waterloo Road with an almighty new broom in the boot, none of this would have been possible, however much it was part of the script in the eyes of every journalist.
Well done Kenny for a miraculous on-field achievement, featuring gargantuan rift bridging skills between fans and club and a swelling sense of pride that I once feared we’d never feel again.
Yes, a club like ours should be getting out of this league but with such apathy, failure and downright poison on our books, our pre-Jackett team would have continued to shame in division three.
Where last season’s double dip losers created history for all the wrong reasons, this vibrant young side have flipped it on its head for all the right ones.
Our promotion clinching win at Gresty Road was ultimately processional and featured the most appropriate name on the scoresheet – Kevin McDonald.
The figurehead, talisman and driving force behind this all-conquering side broke the deadlock with a deflected shot on the stroke of half time and if it didn’t kill off the game, then Chuks Aneke’s off-the-ball red card moments later almost certainly did.
Like Stevenage and Shrewsbury before this, another relegation threatened side made life difficult for us, but with typical care in possession and a numerical advantage to boot, the result was never in doubt.
Not least when David Edwards scored a near customary goal from the edge of the box to make it 2-0 – his fourth in six.
And so, 49 weeks after going down at Brighton in a second successive relegation, we can enjoy a well-earned party as the feel-good factor grows.
That we can bask in it for a further four fixtures is the most fitting thing of all. Kenny Jackett should savour every minute.