
Bom Dia! and welcome to season three with Nick and his now almost entirely-Portuguese Wolves squad, who have just about recovered from losing a second consecutive playoff final. Will it be a case of third season lucky? Over to Nick to get things underway…
Here’s the squad, and Bully is now the only remaining non-Portuguese player. Rui Miguel Mickey and four regens came in over the summer, and with a healthy bank balance of around £11m, we can pounce if any more good players who are interested become available throughout the season…
And this is how we line up for our first match. I’m sticking with Nikolai’s formation that turned our fortunes around last season and saw us go unbeaten for our last 7 games…
First up are Port Vale. Manarte gets us started, and despite 7 more shots on target, it stays 1-0 and their keeper is on a rating of 9 at half time. Our second goal comes via an unlikely source in Nuno Afonso, who goes on to get man of the match as we make a business-like start.
The new formation makes full backs and defensive midfielders somewhat redundant, so Vu and Fernandes find temporary new homes for the season…
We start our League Cup campaign midweek, and find life relatively easy in the first leg against Rotherham, who seem to have a club rule that says you can only score a goal if your last name ends with son…
Continuing with the loan theme, Eduardo joins Vu at União Madeira…
Next up are a Lincoln side containing our former man, José Vidigal. The game looks to be heading for a stalemate until sweeper Ricardo pings a 40-yard through ball for Coelho to run onto and slot home the winner. Come on!
Everything comes in twos in the second leg with Rotherham. Two goals for us, two goals for them via Champ legend John Ritchie, and two red cards. The final score suits us though, and we’re safely through to the next round…
Next to depart is Nuno Valente, another victim of the new formation. He has a choice of three clubs, and unfortunately opts for The Albion…
We’re behind to Bobby Gould’s Forest in less than a minute, and have to wait over an hour to pull one back. Forest then score again at both ends, and I’m about to settle for a point, when sub Jorge Vicente smashes in the winner with seconds remaining. Get the f*ck in there!
We huff and puff at Maine Road, but can’t find the net against City’s resolute defence. They’re in the ascendancy towards the end of the match, and hit two late goals to earn a victory which slightly flatters them if I’m honest…
And so the injuries begin…
After a goalless hour against Birmingham, we have a penalty shout denied shortly before Manarte fires us ahead, and we hold on to deservedly take the Midlands derby spoils…
After going behind at Highfield Road to a Moldovan Penalty, we finally wake up in the second half, as a Coelho brace turns things around despite the best efforts of that b*stard Hedman. We started the day in 6th, but results go our way and we somehow end up top!
Rock-bottom Luton catch us off guard after just 5 minutes, and The Hatters are proving to be a rather tough nut to crack until Nuno Afonso levels, and then Pinto eventually gets the winner to spare our blushes…
For a centre back, Nuno Afonso really does have a taste for goals, and he gets his 3rd of the season to put us ahead at Reading. The second half is a bit more plain sailing, as Boa Morte and Sa Pinto make sure before a late Reading consolation ruins another clean sheet.
Blackpool give Man o’ Glass Pinto his first knock of the season. Boa Morte gives us the lead from the spot though, and Manarte adds another for good measure as we notch up another win and a clean sheet…
The news on Pinto isn’t as bad as expected…
We play most of the first hour of our League Cup second round first leg with Bristol City with an extra man, but can’t make it count until Manarte finally heads in to give us a slender advantage to take into the second leg…
I can see it’s going to be one of those days at 22nd-placed Huddersfield when their keeper is saving everything that comes his way and they go ahead from the spot and score again at the end in a good old Champing at the McAlpine…
Manuel Amaral, the regen of our former man, Luis Fernando, joins Recreativo on loan…
We pile on pressure at Oxford, but it’s another man of the match display from an opposing keeper, and more dropped points. This formation might stop you conceding as many goals, but boy does it stop you scoring them…
The next Nuno to leave is Claro to Rochdale. He had his chance last season when Carlos was injured, but didn’t fill me with confidence, and was never going to be number one. I wish him well though, apart from when he plays us.
We end this week with a trip to 11th-placed Bolton, where we’re 2-0 down inside 20 minutes and never manage to recover, meaning that we’ve now not won or even scored a goal in our last three games…
We were going along quite nicely considering the opening set of fixtures we had, and were actually 4 points clear at the top before the Huddersfield game, but inexplicably deciding to play shite for the last three games has seen us slip to 3rd. Yes we’re in the playoff spots, but I’d sooner get automatic promotion this time, and save myself yet more heartache…
So that’s probably a good place to leave it for now. Join us next week for the second leg with Bristol City, and to see if we can get back to winning ways after what’s hopefully just a mini slump, with big games against Walsall, QPR, Southampton, Middlesbrough and Derby coming up. Adeus!