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Wolves' seven deadly wins!
By John Georgiou September 28 2008
In past articles I've made some exaggeratedly poetic comparisons with Wolverhampton Wanderers. For this I do not apologize, and so it shall continue.. If defeat is a sour grape, then victory is the sweetest banana in the bunch. Out of three years of painful mediocrity and dampened hopes cometh joy!

It's been surreal so far, belief and disbelief walking hand in hand down at the Molineux. History, as always, will repeat itself indisputably, we'll tell ourselves when it's going well to temper our emotions and when we hit the wall we'll no doubt lose all sense of perspective, such is the perpetuating footballing melodrama.

I say to hell with it, there's every reason to believe now, and anybody still walking around with the words "we haven't played anyone decent yet" stapled to their foreheads should bang the aforementioned on a hard surface and knock some sense into themselves.

I guess what I'm trying to say in my overstated manner is- WHAT A START, COME ON MY SONS!

From front to back this team has to no end impressed me, Hennessey a revelation between the sticks in spite of a slight fear of command, Foley with yet another outstanding performance against..hmm..the name escapes me, Henry's continued reign of midfield destruction alongside the slick passing Jones, and Big Chris' old gold touch! Even Blake who has yet to hit the heights of last season has hit 5 goals so early on.

But what delights me most is what the league table shows- Wolves: Played 8 Won 7 Drawn 1 Lost 0 Goal difference +16, 3 points clear of 2nd and 8 clear of even a play-off spot!

Come what may at 10pm on Tuesday, following a difficult fixture away at an in-form Reading, perspective needs to be kept. This team has shown us victory at it's peak, certainly, but we've also seen comfortable wins against Wednesday and Bristol yesterday in which we were rarely out of 3rd gear, if that. I don't think it's as much of a question as to whether we have the ability as opposed to whether we can maintain consistently adequate performances and really go for the peak in the last few months, when other teams will no doubt be either buckling under the pressure/injuries, maintaining themselves, or rocketing up the table from absolutely nowhere. Our focus needs direction only at ourselves, with perhaps, God willing, the odd peer behind us to evaluate the distance.

Then again, I'm not a tactitian nor the marathon/sprinting ambassador (if such an individual exists) so you may want to discredit everything you just read. Except for the banana part, I liked that bit.

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