We should have won at a canter.
That performance was arguably one of the most dominant we’ve served up under Nuno’s tutelage.
Bratislava gave a spirited account of themselves but just couldn’t resist our slick build-up play.
By the hour mark, I’d lost count of the amount of times Neves had pierced their defence.
It was a relentless showing from a team that is really beginning to gel.
Make no mistake about it, this is not the same Wolves team that stumbled into this campaign.
The switch to 3-4-3 has helped rediscover the attacking mojo which causes teams so many problems, as well as bringing a balance that we have at times lacked.
With everything looking decidedly more settled, it can surely only be matter of time before we give somebody a good hiding.
To do that, we’ll of course have to become more ruthless in the final third.
The 45 shots we’ve served up in the last two fixtures should have given us more than two goals.
But, as the good Doctor so often points out, the performance is just as important as the result.
And recent showings suggest we are getting closer and closer to our very best.
That is down in no small part to Neves being moved further upfield, where he orchestrates play so much more effectively than when sitting deep.
Adama’s remarkable transformation also continues to yield rewards, his seventh assist of the season capping off another standout performance.
Raul was of course the beneficiary of that setup, netting the 12th goal of what could pan out to be a very special campaign for him individually.
It would be remiss of me not to mention the major improvement we’ve also seen in defence, which has made a mockery of the notion we would crumble in the wake of Boly’s injury.
Dendoncker has shown enough nous to suggest he will go from strength to strength in his new role, with Coady also continuing to gradually rediscover the form that has otherwise evaded him this term.
Max Kilman, so assured in everything he did tonight, looks the real deal and has almost certainly made himself a contender for a starting berth.
The importance of this defensive improvement becomes more empathetic when you cast your mind back to the Braga game, which we also dominated but lost.
Less than two months on and we face the giddying prospect of going there in the knowledge that a point will qualify us for the next round.
Heady times indeed.