Archives for October 2017

Wolves 2 Aston Villa 0

The series of road closures around Molineux couldn’t have been more incongruously timed, with Wolves so utterly brilliant that Highways England and the council combined couldn’t divert Nuno’s men from what appears a relentless journey.

In automotive terms, that was a Bugatti Veyron performance at its most exhilarating, sending the pulses racing, the goosebumps tingling and even the most morbid of fans thinking that our destination might just be reached – with some spare fuel in the tank on last night’s showing.

At various points of this game you felt blessed to be there, alive in the moment and you sensed you could look back on it like you still do for the likes of Sheffield Wednesday in the FA Cup or Bully’s winner against the Blues. That Waterloo Road was coned off afterwards made it even better, as an inadvertent fan zone formed, flooding the street afterwards with supporters singing and bouncing back into town in a scene I’ve not seen in 30 years.

The worry, as always with Wolves, is that something will go wrong. Jota will get crocked, Neves will break down, or Miranda will get homesick and the wheels will fall off. Under Nuno’s watch, you sense he’s got a spare tyre in the boot and won’t panic anyway, as we carry on clocking up the miles on our journey to the place we daren’t mention just yet.

‘We are back in work on Monday and have a tough game on Saturday,’ reflected the boss, at his knowing best.

With the mesmeric Jota and co lighting up the Molineux and a 30,000 strong crowd in full voice, it feels like we’re the sort of formidable force that even Hurricane Ophelia’s couldn’t budge.

The game itself was a joy to watch, as an in-form Villa were swept aside with ease. The defensive three of Coady, Miranda and Batth were first to every ball and stifled every single attack before offloading intelligently. From there, our creative players worked their magic with Neves looking every inch the £15 million man in the middle.

Cavaleiro put in an incredible performance, interchanging with Costa and Diogo, with the twin turbo engines of Douglas and Doherty again knitting it all together. Then Bonatini came on and made us even better.

It sounds so straightforward to explain, so easy to watch and so simple in practice…

The way that football should be played.

Wolves Vs Aston Villa Preview

Unlike last season when both teams were farting around in lower midtable, this game has substance.

Taking 4 points off them was enjoyable but it didn’t count for anything in the final reckoning and they still finished above us.

Now we’re riding high but they’re also coming up like an express train with four wins in a row lifting them to within a point of the play-offs.

Derailing that progress and possibly taking ourselves to the top of the table in the process would be some statement of intent. They’ll be equally buoyant if things go their way.

A sell out crowd, live on TV, under the floodlights – it’s got all the big game feels.

Villa

They’ve finally got their act together for Steve Bruce, which isn’t a great surprise. Both manager and players have done it all before.

Over the last year they’ve brought in most of the best Championship talent and supplemented that with several proven Premier League performers including John Terry.

Glen Whelan, Robert Snodgrass and Ahmed Elmohamady are performers the boss can rely on to deliver. The latter pair have already got him out of this league once during their time at Hull.

Kodjia is a key player and gives them that zip up front. If he remains fit, he’ll easily surpass the 20 goal mark. We need to keep him tied up tomorrow.

Young Keinan Davis is also making a big impression and he’s definitely another to look out for. Adomah and Onomah are other pacey threats Wolves may have to suppress.

Wolves

Nuno’s got some tactical headaches after demolishing Burton, assuming everyone is fit. We’ve all got our preferences and this is mine.

As others have stated Villa won’t risk playing a high line, so I think we need Bonatini back in the side to make it stick. Coady should also come back in based on his performances prior to taking an early shower at Bramall Lane.

Boly and Douglas (if fit) for Batth and Vinagre is harsh but I just think the team is stronger and more solid with those two playing. Others will disagree.

The above team omits Vinagre, Cavaliero, Enobakhare, Marshall and N’Diaye – all players I’d never be disappointed to see in the starting eleven indicating just how good life is at present.

Predictions

Here’s the thing. I feel like winning this one would be too good to be true, so I’ve convinced myself we’ll probably get turned over. Football fan logic has washed over me.

We shouldn’t fear Villa though and I believe we have better players, albeit with less experience. If both teams play to their maximum I think Wolves win out.

They’ll come with a plan to shut down space and use their know-how to simply edge us out, much like Cardiff were able to do a few months back so it’s whether we’ve learned to deal with that kind of treatment.

As I think we should win, but will probably lose I’ll sit on the fence and say Even Stevens.

1-1.

Up The Wolves!

Burton Albion 0 Wolves 4

In the wake of this victory – our most convincing of the season by some distance – one can only assume that the Wolves players wiled away the hours of Friday night playing FIFA 18.

The football on display at the Pirelli Stadium was often befitting of a video game, such was the precision of our build up play and composure in front of goal.

The footwork of the diminutive pairing of Ivan Cavaleiro and Ruben Vinagre was often the stuff of pure fantasy, with poor Stephen Warnock ending up on his backside when attempting to prevent our fourth and final goal.

It was a performance to behold, one that erased the premature fear of a dip in form following our defeat to Sheffield United.

Given our response to the loss against Cardiff earlier in the season, that always seemed unlikely but those of a glass half empty persuasion can be forgiven for expecting the worst given there is the small matter of the derby with in-form Aston Villa looming.

As pointed out in previous blogs, Wolves finally seem to have found themselves a manager capable of instilling a winning mentality within the club and that was never more apparent than yesterday.

Say what you like about the Brewers, but they’re a formidable side at home that try and play football the right way.

Nonetheless, their efforts were fruitless yesterday as we surged into an early two goal lead.

Cavaleiro, in the sort of form that makes him worthy of the seemingly never ending song that has been dedicated to him, did well to tee up the clinical Diogo Jota for the first, whilst the less Stephen Bywater hears about the Roman Saiss’ tap in that followed shortly after the better.

If those goals were pleasing but somewhat underwhelming, the following two made for gleeful viewing.

Ruben Vinagre, arguably the best performer on the pitch, weaved his way into the opposition box in a manner befitting of the world’s very best full backs before dispatching the ball low and hard past the hapless Bywater.

Though he is far from the finished article, it is becoming clearer with every passing game that the Portuguese loanee is a frightful talent that has the potential to go far in his career.

It was hard to see that goal being topped for quality, but the fourth was the result of some simply outrageous skill.

After turning the aforementioned Warnock inside out, Cavaleiro squared the ball to the also excellent Matt Doherty who rolled it nto the path of a gleeful Leo Bonatini for an easy fourth goal of his Wolves career.

Liquid football is the most appropriate term to describe this performance, and we now head into the international break, dependent on today’s results, sitting pretty in second place.

We can only hope that the ensuing spate of international games does not throw us off kilter, as you’d suspect we’ll have to replicate these standards when facing the more challenging prospect of Steve Bruce’s promotion chasers.

One thing’s for certain though, in this sort of form, Nuno’s men are capable of putting anyone to the sword.