From 1ok to 1,653.
The fall in our travelling contingent since the last visit to Stadium MK, lay bare the extent to which apathy has taken root.
Back in March 2014, few could believe the speed in which Kenny Jackett and his new look team had managed to reinvigorate a club that had been left reeling after a succession of humiliating relegations.
As Liam McAlinden was besieged by teammates in the aftermath of his winning goal, many of us toasted a bright new era that would lay memories of the previous two years to rest.
To say that things haven’t quite developed as we’d hoped since then would be an understatement.
But at least we can celebrate the anomaly of a victory secured by goals from George Saville and Jack Price.
Few of us would have foreseen either starting ahead of Kevin McDonald at the beginning of this season but both are in on merit at present.
Price in particular is enjoying the best run of form to date in his fledgling Wolves career. Surely a permanent place in our starting eleven is now assured?
Saville also deserves plenty of credit for resuscitating a Molineux stint that looked certain to end prematurely after an underwhelming debut year.
On a good day, he brings both tenacity and vision to a midfield that has been lacking in both at different stages of the campaign.
James Henry made a major impact on proceedings upon his return to the team, laying on both goals and sparing his manager’s blushes whilst doing so.
I’ve not always been enamoured by the former Millwall man but, in this most perplexing of seasons, he’s my pick for Player of the Season as things stand.
At the very least, he’s brought maximum effort in the games in which he’s played and has weighed in with some important goals and assists along the way.
It of course helps that Henry and fellow winger Michael Zyro – who sadly appears to have fallen victim to another cruel injury – had a proper outlet at which to aim for the duration of the game.
Adam Le Fondre and Joe Mason would offer more of a goal threat if blindfolded than Bjorn Sigurdarson could ever hope to and we can only hope this is a reality that has finally dawned on Kenny Jackett after weeks of fruitless persistence with the hapless Icelander.
If a similar team to the one fielded tonight – namely one in which players are fielded in their correct positions – is selected regularly between now and our final fixture then we might just see enough to give us cause for optimism going into next season, though that is admittedly a remark once again made through rose tinted glasses.
Irrespective of what comes next, we can rest easy in the knowledge that at the very least we have memories of ‘1Ok to MK’ to call upon when bleak times come around.
To paraphrase one Fred Astaire, they can’t take that away from us.