Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Iconic lyrics befitting of a dreamy performance from a team that once again wrote themselves into old gold folklore.
A majestic victory in a fixture that was far tougher than Wolves made it look.
Torino fared well in Serie A last season and matched us toe-for-toe for much of the game.
But Nuno had an answer for every question they posed, as has so often been the case since our bearded saviour arrived in WV1.
Roman Saiss’ opener, the result of a rare defensive lapse from the home side and a sumptuous set-piece from Joao Moutinho, was the only thing which distinguished the two sides at the break.
Despite the absence of Ruben Neves, who surprisingly took a watching brief from the bench, the Wanderers controlled the tempo of the game.
But our opponents from Turin were not short of invention, threatening on more than one occasion with deep crosses into the box.
It was a moment of brilliance from our maverick right wing-back that temporarily added some gloss to the scoreline.
Adama Traore, clearly brimming with confidence after his lauded Monday night cameo, skipped past his man and put the ball on a plate for an otherwise below-par Diogo Jota.
Cue pandemonium in the away end, until Torino went up the other end and scored right almost immediately after the restart.
With the game finely poised at 2-1, some more inspiration was needed and it was only fitting that our number nine provided it.
Living up to his billing, Raul took matters into his own hands and scored a thing of beauty.
After shrugging off the challenges of the Torino backline, our Mexican señor rifled past the keeper in his trademark style.
From there, things all seemed pretty simple.
But Ruben Vinagre, presumably suffering from a rush of blood to the head, gave away a ridiculous penalty that will give Walter Mazzari’s side cause for optimism going into next week’s second leg.
Regardless, this was undoubtedly one of our most accomplished performances under Nuno’s management.
It wasn’t just the scoreline that impressed me tonight, it was the way Wolves went about their business.
The penalty aside, we gave very little away and were always very shrewd in our use of the ball.
To come to a hostile environment and play with such calm is the sign of a very good team indeed.
Three years ago, we were beginning the season with a novelty Italian manager at the helm.
Fast forward to now and we’re winning European ties in Italy.
Real-life but also the stuff of fantasy.