By The Newsroom
Published7th Apr 2026, 11:19 BST
The clocks have moved forward, Spring is in the air, and the season approaches its conclusion.
Wolves have just a brief period to salvage a modicum more of self-respect, consolidate their recent upturn and depart this League with some semblance of respectability.
One indignity surely worth avoiding is completing an entire campaign without a solitary league win away from home. An indiscretion we recorded back in 2003-04 under Manager Dave Jones when Wolves finished rock bottom with a paltry seven wins throughout the season all achieved at Molineux.
If this close- season recruitment of players has left much to be desired, back then it was even less distinguished. Despite the euphoria of winning promotion after so long, Sir Jack Hayward had finally tired of shelling out financially and dramatically pulled the plug and without proper reinforcements, we rapidly descended down the drain.
Another five years in the Championship lay in store; not an omen for the future that appeals in the slightest.
It’s almost a full calendar year since Wolves enjoyed a successful jaunt on the road; Pablo Sarabia’s glorious free-kick decider at Old Trafford the fifth of the six consecutive wins we were on the brink of achieving. After what’s transpired in the interim, it feels like a lifetime ago.
It’s likely clutching at straws but I sometimes ponder that had we held the lead at Tottenham way back in September instead of conceding in stoppage-time, the season may have just panned out differently. We deserved to win that game and Vitor Pereira’s crestfallen post-match interview mirrored his frustration and the suspicion that he was feted not to redress the atrocious start to the season.
Three more fruitless excursions to Sunderland, Fulham and Chelsea, with Wolves pitiful each time and he was history; Sarabia’s Manchester strike lost in the memory.
Succeeding Pereira, Rob Edwards started with a creditable if fruitless excursion to Villa Park and he has overseen a genuine improvement in our competitiveness away from Molineux. The matches at both Everton and Brentford could both have ended as wins and even at Forest, despite a poor performance, an inviting late chance to pilfer all three points was squandered. But still, no win achieved.
Just four trips starting at West Ham remain to break the sequence; absolutely nothing beats a victory on the road as a supporter, it’s a uniquely satisfying experience which we have been deprived of for far too long.
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