If you're reading this then I can only assume you have stumbled upon ESPNsoccernet's Wolves blog while trying to find some site dedicated to masochism. Perhaps you put some words like shame, despair and humiliation in to Google and it got you here. There is plenty of that on this site but it's probably not the kind you're looking for.
I can't imagine it's likely, but I guess you may actually be a supporter of Wolverhampton Wanderers and are here for some insight and opinion on the club's current situation. I'll have a go for your sake but you really should ask yourself what kind of person you are if you want to think about what's going on at Molineux at the moment.
Read a book, paint a picture, ask a girl out, take a walk – try any of these things and make yourself happy. Football just isn't going to do it for the next few months so my advice is to try to develop some other interests and forget about the ridiculous game for a while.
Who knew that when Steve Morgan took over at the Golden Palace he had a new feature installed in his office? In the middle of his desk he had his workmen put in a big red button with ‘self destruct’ written underneath it. At the end of last month he pressed it.
Since then, Wolves have picked up one point from a possible 18 and have fallen from an admittedly perilous position on the edge of the relegation zone to rock bottom of the league, six points from safety with seven games to go. And while those around us have started to fight, we have turned over time and time again, shipping 19 goals since the chairman fired Mick McCarthy.
Let's not even get in to the policy of sending midfielders (Hammill, Guedioura) out on loan and fielding defenders in their place (Foley, Jonsson) or the fact that the man who remains captain turned up to training worse for drink a few weeks ago.
Mick split opinion, especially in the last few years of his reign. But once he had gone it became painfully apparent that there was nobody out there who the board thought was suitable to replace him and were willing to accommodate, or who had the heart for the job. So instead, while or rivals girded their loins for the run-in, Morgan gave the job of masterminding our survival to a novice. We all respect Terry Connor for his service to the club, but does anyone in the world think he is capable of doing what the chairman thought that McCarthy couldn’t?
Wolves, once held up as a team of triers whose limited ability was made up for by their desire and work-rate, are now a source of ridicule. We’re an absolute example of what not do to when the going gets tough instead of a lesson in how to survive in the Premier League by clever building, patience and hard work.
Ah patience, that very rare thing in football. Here are two club boards that have shown it in the last few years: Wigan and Blackburn. Martinez’s team survived by the skin of their teeth last year and have been in the relegation zone all of this season. Now though, after a recent run of results, they have got a realistic chance of survival. Steve Kean weathered the storm of fan protest earlier in the season and Blackburn too have found some form. One or both may get relegated but they will go down fighting. Wolves will be relegated with a whimper. It wouldn’t surprise me if we don’t win another game this season.
Regular sufferers of this blog will know that I never advocated sacking Mick. However, if that was on Morgan’s mind then he should have done it months before. Only then would a new manager have the time to learn about his players, implement his own tactics and even sign some of his own personnel. Who was ever going to be able to do that effectively taking over at the end of February?
So it’s almost time to say goodbye to the Premier League for a while, and with it the likes of Matt Jarvis, Steven Fletcher and Kevin Doyle. The hope now has to be that the next big decision Morgan makes, who will take over in the Championship, goes some way to compensate for the monumental mistake he made last time.