Lucky to get nil.

A world apart on the same pitch. The difference between the sides at the end of the game was astronomical.

We knew it was going to be tough but after the first goal went both the fans and more disappointingly the players, seemed to know that defeat was coming and accepted it.

Wolves employed a strange 5 man midfield with Kennedy seeming to play on the left side of the central trio. Gudjonsson was preferred to Cameron on the other side of Ince in the anchor role. Henri Camara was given the job of going down the left with Newton occupying his usual role on the right.

However, it never worked. Again Jones seemed to get the tactics wrong as Kennedy never looked comfortable as he wanted to be out wide. With Chelsea’s four man midfield consisting of Lampard, Makele, Duff and Gronkjaer the played a more orthodox set-up. However, even with the extra man Chelsea ran the show.

We had the usual bright opening fifteen minute period but once Chelsea had assessed the threat they stepped up a gear and took control of the game.

Wolves, unable to compete in terms of skill, were also found wanting in terms of tenacity and belief. Even Ince seemed to sense this is a lost cause as he was unusually subdued. The defence was found wanting and even Irwin had a poor game. Iversen up front was as poor as I’d expected him to be – it was abysmal.

However, you can take comfort from the fact that we saw the likes of Hernan Crespo show us a glimpse of what we can only dream of. Chelsea performed like a top class side and in the second half I think they decided to spare us a larger margin of victory out of professional courtesy.

Their passing was slick and assured and every player looked like a top professional. Wolves looked like a ragged Division one side out of their depth.

There were no positives from this game.

Radio phone-ins afterwards are already revealing fans angst against the previously saintly Sir Jack. We all know what he’s done for us in the past but someone has to shoulder the blame for assembling such a poor squad of players to attempt the Premiership battle.

It’s hard to remain upbeat and positive after such a defeat. The table tells its own tale. One point, one goal from six games. A goal difference of minus sixteen already.

At half time there was very thin applause for Super Jo, King Kenny and George Ndah who seemed to have been used in the presentation to try and boost flagging spirits within the stands. It’s going to take an awful lot more than these three players to turn things around.

So thirty two games remain and we need around thirty nine points.

We know it’s possible, anything is possible in football, but when and even if it starts we will find out next week at Bolton.

This is a game where we have a chance. It’s one of the ten to fourteen fixtures, in our own third tier mini-league within the Premiership, where we should be able to compete. However, Bolton shut out Newcastle yesterday and are unbeaten at home. They’ll be looking at us with an eye on three points to keep them in mid-table.

We might have Kenny back but we need something else and fast.

I’ve no idea what it is, I just hope that Jonesy does..

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