As a paltry attendance of 18,000 was announced to the hard suffering souls who’d roused themselves to be there, it can only be assumed that Strictly was more appealing.
As soon as the Wolves teamsheet was read out minus Jon Dadi Bodvarsson, you could understand why.
The scrumptious Natalie Lowe and co were far easier on the eye than this latest Molineux horror show, which begs more questions than Craig Revel Horwood on a John Sergeant tango.
Despite the huge influx in players and Fosun’s millions associated with them, Wolves have regressed to a one-man team, seemingly incapable of performing in the first half of any given game.
But for a 10 minute flicker of entertainment on the hour mark – culminating in a glorious chance for returning hero Nouha Dicko – this was more underwhelming fare from a side which doesn’t show any outward sign of progression.
Not so much a 10 from Len, but an artificial grimace from Darcey Bussell who doesn’t quite know what to make of it.
As an autumn chill begins to nip and those heady summer memories fade, it’s time to start getting serious before we’re drifting in the same position we were under the maligned Kenny Jackett.
Questions need to be asked.
Namely, how can only Bodvarsson, Costa and possibly, at a push, Saiss, be the only successes from 13 summer signings – and who will be taken to task for this shocking conversion rate?
Sure, the signings need more time to acclimatise, but on early evidence the vast majority seem on a par with anything we’ve seen over the past couple of seasons at best. At worst, they’re not even as good. David Edwards a case in point, who should be nowhere near a side aspiring for ‘The Project’ but is seemingly immovable. And in personal opinion, Cameron Borthwick Jackson isn’t fit to lace Scott Golbourne’s boots.
At a time when we’re shorn of striking options how, for example, can Paul Gladon be nowhere near the first team? Moreover, who signed him when Kevin Thelwell thinks he’s awful, allegedly, and even Jorge Mendez’ pawprints weren’t on his paperwork?
It’s doubtful Walter Zenga has had much to do with any of them, who should just concern himself with finding a system for this disparate group to perform in.
4-3-3 simply doesn’t work, certainly not for this lot, as another team assumes a stranglehold in midfield, this time through the excellent Hoolahan (who McCarthy once wanted to sign, ironically enough).
The worryingly one paced, one trick Caveleiro was anonymous up front and only marginally better when placed wide, presumably scratching his head at more opponents who ‘run too much.’
I would suggest a 4-2-3-1 would work better, allowing Texeira to float about behind a striker (on the presumption he’s up for it which can’t be guaranteed) with Costa and someone else out wide.
Behind them, Saiss and Oniangue could offer protection to our error prone defence, on the presumption that they actually turn up.
Until they do (or Bodvarsson returns) then expect more sub 20k gates and swathes of empty seats.
It takes two to tango.