Date: 9th January 2011 at 11:43am
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This report is causing me physical pain as well as mental anguish, having just skidded off my bike on an icy road, while thinking about what I was going to write.

Psychologically, too, I feel I have been involved in an avoidable accident, one that we have brought on ourselves. And I was so looking forward to this match because it was one of the few occasions when one could follow the Wolves without suffering from feelings of anxiety and foreboding.

Unfortunately, this will not be an in-depth analysis of the game … but, then, I`m sure that`s not why you read my column. I am forced to write this report blindfolded because not only were no freeview sites screening the match but Football First had gone on holiday. All I saw – and only after wading through numerous dreary lower division goals; reruns of the punch which floored the Stevenage player (the best strike of the lot); and repeats of the snatched interview with Dalgleish at the airport – were George`s ‘foul` and the bare showing of the goals.

And it had all started so promisingly. Having bought an afternoon of uninterrupted viewing by raking up and binning the leaves in the back garden, I sat down to enjoy the match, if only in the company of Robbie Dennison on Beacon Radio. I even survived a scare when my wife and elder daughter, down from Glasgow, asked me if I wanted to go into town with them to look for fabrics. Hmm! Difficult choice.

Wolves started brightly, though Doncaster posed a constant threat, given that our central defenders were having another of those days off. However, I thought that Milijas`s magnificent goal (it will join the one he scored last season on my CD file) would kill off the Championship League upstarts (umm, let`s not sneer too much). On the contrary, we gifted them two goals in five minutes of madness.

Although we did equalize with a well-taken penalty by Hunt (I remember the relish, with which he scored one against us last season), we could not kill off the game in spite of our dominance. Then, Elokobi`s ridiculous dismissal altered the dynamics of the game. So, when the match ended I could not shake off the feeling that we had lost. I mean really lost not just failing to win and therefore earning a second chance. Apart from adding to an already congested fixture list, we will lose Edwards through injury and Elokobi through suspension.

And we face Manchester City next Saturday. While Jones can replace Edwards (if he is still at WWFC), who can step in for George? We all know who it will be but the thought of Johnson bearing down on him time after time fills me with dread. Quick, empty the piggy bank and buy a left back. It`s not as though we have a reliable pair of centre backs either. They played magnificently against Chelsea but, according to Dennison, they were back to their fumbling worst yesterday.

But, isn`t this MM`s plan: win a game and not win the next one, which in itself is a subtle but important improvement on the original ploy of one win for the price of two. If rigidly adhered to, we will survive with ease, perhaps even find ourselves in contention for a UEFA place! Hey, I should feel buoyant not gloomy.