If it wasn’t for a world class coach now leading the Wolves ship, I’d struggle to make a case for surviving the drop.
We’re a team leaking goals at one end and allergic to scoring at the other. The latter reached absurd levels, though, against a Gillingham side sitting bottom of the Football League (though if I was online betting, I don’t think they’ll go down based on this stoic performance).
For too long the passing and movement was painfully slow and in front of a Gillingham defence that sat deeper than the Titanic. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
Wolves were crying out for someone to take a risk and play a ball through the lines or make a run into space. But that’s the problem with this team – they want to do it the easy way. They expected Gillingham to roll over and panic at the first sign of some pretty but ultimately risk-averse passing.
And when better outfits need to be pressed, Wolves can’t be bothered and expect the opposition to give the ball back. We’re predictably picked off.
On his day, Podence is Wolves’ most creative outlet, but tonight he was infuriating. Rather than producing a killer pass or making a clever run, we were treated to aimless flicks. As for Guedes, he didn’t look interested, neither did Costa.
It was pleasing to see Lopetegui take a proactive approach with his substitutions but Adama should have been busting a gut to show Guedes and Podence how it’s done. Frankly, he couldn’t summon the energy to take on his man.
One positive was Hwang continuing his World Cup form. There’s an air of confidence about him, and I wouldn’t hesitate to start him at Everton.
But make no mistake, if Julen wasn’t already aware, he has a massive task on his hands keeping Wolves up when we look so toothless going forward.
Lopetegui and the promise of a host of January signings is our last hope.