If there was one player feeling the sting last weekend, I bet it was Conor Coady.
Whatever his shortcomings as a player, to be accused of not trying, of not caring, of downing tools, would have cut right to the bone for someone of his character.
How sweet then for the skipper to be the man in the right place to power home an equaliser and prove there’s still life in this much-maligned team.
It had looked like another bad day at the office for our captain after his wayward pass was returned for Romelu Lukaku to get his second of the game.
Romain Saiss had already given away our customary – if slightly soft – penalty headstart and you’d have been hard-pressed to find anyone talking about a comeback.
Even the bench was all at sea trying to solve the equation of who was coming on for the salvage job with Bruno ringing in his requests.
When they did finally sort it out, those changes turned the game on its head.
Trincao was inspired with one outstanding finish to half the deficit, albeit then squandering an easier chance to get us level. But he was right in the middle of everything as the chances continued to flow.
Chiquinho was even better, operating from right-back but galloping forward and creating all kinds of chaos with his pace and unorthodox trickery. The cross for Coady’s equaliser though was textbook brilliance.
A tough question Bruno must answer is why we haven’t seen more of this guy with our powderpuff attack firing blanks for weeks? He might be raw but he clearly possesses the necessary ability to unsettle Premier League defenders.
Prior to the subs and coming back from the dead, it looked like the only positive from the performance was the return of Pedro Neto. The real Pedro Neto. He was back to his tenacious best, snaking between defenders and making life uncomfortable for a mediocre Chelsea.
Wolves should have profited from all his good work with Ait-Nouri and Dendoncker culpable for wasting glorious openings on the break.
For once though we weren’t left ruing that impotence in front of goal and it’s a credit to this written-off, down and out team that they were able to get up off the floor and start throwing some punches.
That’s all that any fan will ever ask.