As midweek Premier League fixtures go, West Ham at home always feels like a good one.
I don’t know what it is about the profile of player they seem to attract but there’s a flakiness to their team that gives you confidence they’ll eventually surrender something.
Last night it was some weak marking that allowed Dendoncker to poke home the goal that put Wolves in the driving seat.
For periods in both halves, we couldn’t quite get the stranglehold applied but always looked the more organised, the more complete, the more likely.
Traore was inevitably at the centre of the action, bullying Aaron Creswell to the point that his own supporters cheered wildly when the full-back eventually managed a tackle.
It was men against boys down that right-hand side, albeit without the end product we’ve come to expect.
Despite a level of dominance, we still needed two superb interventions from Rui Patricio to keep them out. He’s been very good this season and a key ingredient of this 10 game unbeaten run in the league.
Jota hasn’t hit the heights of late and this was another night of toil and frustration for one of our most destructive players.
Neto replaced him for the final 20 and was full of vim and vigour, culminating in a smart lay-off for fellow substitute Cutrone to put the result beyond doubt.
Patrick must have wondered where his next minutes were coming from in the Premier League having not been used at all against Sheffield United or Bournemouth and only token seconds against Villa before that.
But this was the very moment he was brought in to deliver, administering the coup de grâce on weary opponents with an instinctive finish.
It was the perfect way to seal the deal and maybe, just maybe, lift-off for the popular Italian.
He need only look at the example of his fellow goalscorer last night, who didn’t feature at all in the early months of his Wolves career but is now integral to everything that’s being achieved.
And what is being achieved is something rather special.
It could yet get even better.