So exhilarating is life at Molineux right now that being happy doesn’t do it justice.
Thanks to Nuno’s persuasive powers and his ever-impressive side, that feeling of ecstasy – that eluded us for so long – is not only to be expected these days, but it’s to be embraced in a variety of ways.
Take Jota’s winner against Leicester City, like an unexpected snog with a rare beauty on a night in town. Intense, immediate and hot-blooded in its very being.
Our 3-0 win against West Ham was at the other end of the same emotion. This was a more seductive affair, wooing you slowly and climaxing with the gentle kiss of Raul’s right boot.
For all the giddiness of a seven-goal thriller and stoppage time winner, I’ll take this evening under lights, which told me more about this side than any other result this season.
This poised, polished performance smacked of a longer-term relationship with the Premier League. It said she’s here to stay. (34pts was enough to stay up in 2017/18 for example, and 35pts sufficient in 2016/17. We sit on 35).
Jota and Jiminez look so irresistible up front that no amount of transfer window activity could improve what they offer, while Dendoncker’s presence in the middle of the park has added a new dimension to our play, and have elevated our performances to new heights as a result.
Neves and Moutinho are benefitting most, with both indulging us in their most alluring form to date. Moutinho, in particular, was quite spellbinding last night in what must rank as a pure masterclass.
With Big Willy Boly absent, fears had been heightened defensively of late, with good reason. But Romain Saiss was at his uncompromising best and revelled in a performance of the season, while Jonny and Doherty were at their menacing best, combing power with panache in the final third. Patricio, meanwhile, could have worn a pair of slippers.
When factoring in a quite incompetent referee who appeared to be on a one-man mission to deny us all costs, this was our most enticing win of the season – like a marriage made in heaven.