Wolves must be the most difficult team in the league to evaluate.
Excellent but ultimately pointless in the first three games, we have since been a puzzling halfway house between brilliance and Pulis-esque s**thousery.
Tonight’s game summed that position up perfectly.
The first half was poor from both sides, with Wolves understandably disjointed after being unexpectedly deprived of the services of both Ait-Nouri and Hwang.
Adama’s introduction for the latter certainly gave us a greater attacking impetus, with the Spaniard leading the line well throughout.
In a game of slim margins, you always suspected that it would take a moment of inspiration to break the deadlock.
Step forward Ruben Neves, whose sumptuous through ball teed Romain Saiss up for a finish befitting of a premium centre forward.
Ironically, a player befitting of that description would have seen us home much more comfortably in the second half, with Podence, in particular, squandering a number of gilt-edged chances.
The Portuguese’s profligacy made for a difficult end to the game, with a combination of Brighton’s own wastefulness and more excellent defending from our rearguard ultimately ensuring we exited with all three points.
Bruno’s charges ought to be commended for seeing the game out at a ground where we have so often been short-changed in recent history. It certainly wasn’t pretty, but the boys in old gold got the job done.
And while, given the players at our disposal, I might think we are capable of playing better football, it’s obvious that we are a work in progress and, with us sitting 8th in the league, hard to argue against the work of Lage and his backroom team.