Timing is everything.
Just ask your average Wolves fan, who now has to leave the house a good 20mins earlier than the Sagbo Years, when the A449 was a road to nowhere and the turnstiles clicked slower than the arthritic knees of a poor old soul. When an overpriced half-time cuppa was the only salvation to warm his frozen soul.
Nowadays, you’ve got to plan for such privileges, with a winter of discontent constituted only by the agonising time it takes a feckless youth to press a button on the boiling water tap and fill your cup (before fumbling over the lid, those fiddly little milk cartons and the change thereafter).
Every minute counts for us all these days. It waits for no man – unless your name is Willy Boly, whose Gallic powers were persuasive enough to stop all the clocks when nodding home the equaliser, amid some controversy.
It was the very least Wolves deserved truth be told, who were particularly impressive in the first half without ever testing the Magpies keeper enough. For that reason, a draw was fair, even if we had to wait until the last attack of the game to see it.
In an old adage equally applicable to fans on a stacked Penn Road before kick-off or a squashed South Bank concourse thereafter, patience is a virtue.
The boot of Matt Richie was offputting enough for Matt Doherty to head over from virtually the goal-line, while Doherty would have surely scored minutes later when a goalbound shot hit Moutinho on the backside. Dendoncker headed straight at the keeper too, while Jiminez looked to have missed an open goal at the South Bank end as Molineux held its breath. And when Wolves were at their best in the first half, a shirt pull on Diogo Jota might have yielded a spot-kick on another day. Or in other words, the keeper wasn’t worked enough.
Newcastle, in fairness, came with a plan and almost executed it perfectly, although a terrible Patricio kick, followed by an equally poor attempt to save a near-post shot, couldn’t have been part of it.
But fortune favours the brave, and with 22 shots at goal and 13 corners forced, the side doing the pressing was eventually rewarded with the goal. It resulted in the same 1-1 scoreline as 2010, when a point taken from Newcastle United was an achievement to be savoured. Back in the day, Ward, Berra, Foley and co were praised for upsetting the odds.
Times change, alright.