SYNOPSIS

I love the smell of orange crush at the Molineux. Smells like... victory. Agent orange, your work is done.

Appropriately enough, this result was five years in the making, five since we embraced our inner throstle under Tony Mowbray, five since he, Roberto Di Matteo and Roy Hodgson returned Albion to our footballing roots, five where Wolves have been toiling in more utilitarian style.

Two days before St Valentine s Day, we unleashed an early massacre and left Wolves trampled underfoot. The Black Country proved its supremacy over the forces of Staffordshire once more and left feeling the most toxic emotion you can ever bestow on your local rivals. Pity.