Some weeks I just don’t want people to know that I support Wolves. It’s because I don’t want to be associated with the mindless idiots who boo our own players and call for the head of the manager every week, no matter how his team performs.
I’m not counting all Wolves fans in this of course. Some cheer even when we’re losing and show great respect for players they know give their all for the team. But just ask any neutral what Wolves fans are like and, thanks to sorry spectacles like the behaviour of thousands in the stands on Saturday, they will say that we’re fickle and that we think we have a divine right to be in the top flight just because of our history.
We struggled again against Swansea and for 81 minutes we were outplayed. There’s no denying that. It was the latest in a series of under-par performances and I’m as frustrated about that as anybody. But I can see that it’s not because of a lack of effort on the pitch. The players are working hard in every game and Mick McCarthy is the reason why. He puts together teams that graft, even if it’s under difficult circumstances.
I’ll never boo a player who is low on confidence or lacking in form and we’ve got a few of those at the moment – Johnson and Jarvis are chief among them – but there’s nothing any manager can do to improve that overnight. If we’re patient they will work their way out of it.
I’ll only get on someone’s back if he isn’t trying. Is there one man in our team who isn’t putting a shift in every single week? It annoys me so much that when players are targeted for rough treatment from our fans, it’s precisely the ones that give their all week-in, week-out like Henry and Ward.
I suspect the people who were screaming at Mick when we were 2-0 down and he replaced Jarvis and Hammill with Guedioura and Milijas were the same ones that said we wouldn’t survive last season, that we wouldn’t stay up the year before and that we wouldn’t get out of the Championship.
But a couple of minutes after the chants of “you don’t know what you’re doing” had quietened down, we were at 2-2 and had broken our run of point-less games.
Did that mindless chanting help anyone? No, we got a point despite the pathetic people who jeered the man who has brought more joy to our club than any other in the last 20 years.
Mick isn’t the best manager in the world but he’s currently got Wolves to 16th in the Premier League and after 30 years of garbage and disappointment at Molineux, I’ll forgive him poor runs of form and occasional tactical mistakes for as long as I see that he is doing everything he can for the success of my club.
When the going gets tough, some of our fans just need to man up and stick it out. Or at least grow up and pipe down.