The performance merited a point.
And if we allow ourselves to zoom out – which is difficult after a last-minute concession – there is much to feel good about.
Collectively and individually this was more like the Wolves we’ve come to expect.
Compact out of possession, intelligent with the ball and making the opposition answer a lot of awkward questions.
Vitinha strolled around Old Trafford like he’d been playing there for years, not like a man making his full senior debut. I thought it was a mistake taking him off, especially with Podence looking jaded and uninterested.
Ait-Nouri and Hoever belied their meagre years to play with control and maturity, not always making the right moves but always doing enough.
If there’s a concern with Ait-Nouri, it’s whether he’s switched on enough defensively at times, but perhaps that will come with hours at Compton under Nuno’s watchful eye?
Neto and Traore were sharp in the early stages but predictably faded in the second half when the rapid turnaround time between fixtures came into the equation.
Without their tireless industry, the ball kept coming back and there was a period when it looked like Utd would find that moment.
When that purple patch came and went, it seemed the point was secured, only for a hoof forward and a horrid deflection to sour the deal.
The major concern remains our own route to goal, with enough good positions occupied tonight to suggest an experienced striker could have made the difference.
We must do that business in the coming weeks, because everywhere else on the pitch, there are good players doing the right things.
Here’s to a happier new year.