Today was only ever about finding reasons to feel optimistic.
And by full time I left the New York Stadium feeling sufficiently nourished by what I’d witnessed.
Most of that owes to Jón Daði Böðvarsson.
The big Icelandic striker was supreme. Colossal. Even in a first half where attacking play from Wolves was minimal, his every involvement seemed to please.
For starters, he’s a big unit and won most of his headers. He also held the ball up superbly and showed intelligence with neat lay offs.
But most satisfyingly of all, he was happy to spin off, turn and run towards goal. Rotherham had no answer.
He only had one clear sight all game but stuck that in the top bin to cap a fine performance and encourage the inevitable slow clap celebration from the away end.
That equaliser was fully merited by the way, as Wolves bossed the entire second half despite being relieved of Dominic Iorfa’s services.
If anything, the sending off galvanised our plodding midfield into action, as Walter Zenga persevered with three at the back and simply asked everyone to work harder.
It worked a treat too, particularly after the introduction of Joao Teixeira who linked the play brilliantly and setup Böðvarsson’s goal with a perfectly weighted pass.
What pleased me most about him though was his attitude, as he continually offered himself up for a pass, pointed where he wanted the ball and demanded more from his team mates.
That’s an encouraging sign for the future, suggesting he won’t be a fair weather performer.
Prior to all this, Rotherham had taken a firm grip on proceedings with two disappointing goals from our perspective.
A glancing header from a corner (with nobody on the post) and a swerving, dipping 30 yarder seemed to have taken the game away.
They came out with greater enthusiasm and moved the ball well, but it was soon evident, particularly after Wolves pulled a goal back, they didn’t have another gear.
There was an element of fortune to George Saville’s goal, as he ran onto what looked like a loose pass, but the finish in rounding the keeper and squeezing the ball in from the angle was excellent.
I wasn’t overly impressed by his performance – similar can be said of Wallace and Mason – but that was possibly the defining moment in the game.
With a mandate to hunt the equaliser in the second half, Wolves were a different beast and the intensity was finally there.
There is much to improve and it’s safe to say we’ll face much, much sterner tests, but this felt like a good start.
With more signings almost certain to follow and a strong early display of team spirit, there are unquestionably reasons to feel optimistic.
Long may that continue.