Not. Good. Enough.
No passion. No fight. No ability.
How can we be outplayed for ninety minutes by Championship side pulled apart by administration? How can we allow a full-back to plunder three goals?
Pathetic Wolves. Pathetic McCarthy.
Say whatever you like about signings we have or haven’t made, but the manager and squad of players we do have let the fans down badly tonight. That kind of performance is just unforgivable.
I’m so appalled by such a weak, inept, disgusting display, I can’t even consider the thought of constructing a match report.
Oh, Henry’s just smashed one in. What does it count for? Absolutely nothing.
The Morning After
OK, so I’ve had a night’s sleep to recover, but I stand by everything I originally stated.
There’s a minimum you expect from a Wolves side and they fell someway short of that last night.
I always like to find one positive in any performance though, so I’ll point out that I think Zubar had a pretty solid game. The other ten just didn’t want to know.
I don’t know whether I’m more shocked by our lack of fight or the fact that Karl Henry scored a goal.
Think I’ll leave it there.