Days of Future Past
Wolves fans like dwelling on the past so the ten supporters [plus family members] would have enjoyed yesterday`s visit to the club`s museum with Kenny Jackett. If only our players had been as aware of our proud heritage, they would not have surrendered the team`s tenure in the PL and the Championship so tamely.
Of course, there`s the danger that we get so fixated with the past that we ignore the present and make the club obsolescent: a museum exhibit. Can KJ achieve something that the previous four managers proved incapable of doing? While three of them provided living proof that not all of the dinosaurs had died out at the end of the Cretaceous age of footballing tactics, the fourth found himself saddled with a bunch of dinosaurs on the pitch. And nasty, avaricious ones to boot. Hopefully, attitudes will change. As KJ stressed yesterday, "It`s fantastic for future signings that they can come here and see the type of traditions and the history that the club has."
Ironically, progress will only be made if the team looks forward, eschews fossilized tactics and embraces the fundamentals of the modern game. We've had enough of the outdated, hoofball version that we have sadly become accustomed to at Molineux. According to one of yesterday`s visitors, KJ is about to change all that, observing that, "I like his philosophy of going all-out attack". However, to succeed, we need skilful players, who can control the ball, pass accurately and move into space. In addition, defenders have to defend and strikers score goals.
Ironically, many of us actually argued that the meteor strike of relegation would prove to be a blessing if it forced into extinction the overpaid, underperforming pea-brained dinosaurs at Molineux. If they will continue to haunt us as fossils in the club`s online photo-gallery, which suggest that we still possess such rare species hardly ever glimpsed on the pitch as Mujangi Bia and JVD, they will no longer be roaming wild around the ground in person.
It`s the opportune moment to inaugurate a change of mentalité at the club. We should remember that, as in the city`s motto, 'Out of Darkness cometh Light`, so the apocalyptic night that wiped out the dinosaurs will bring about the dawn of recovery for our once great club. Fortuitously, the green shoots of renewal are already apparent in the current crop of talented youngsters. Less set in their ways and hungry for success, they can adapt to the requirements of the modern game. Even more importantly, they want to play for the club, unlike migratory predators such as O'Hara and Johnson, who never turned up in their head.
MM, TC and DS, denizens of another age, could not turn the fortunes of the club round and SS, who could have succeeded, did not have the time. It needed the big bang and the arrival of a manager, who combined an appreciation of the best of the club`s fossilized past and the skill to recreate it. Further requirements included the ability to deal with the fat cats on the board, the basking sharks in the dressing room, the young cubs on the training ground and the baying hyenas in the stands. In KJ we may have found the ideal ringmaster.