Wolves 1, Tottenham 0: Bill Howell's big match verdict
Dec 14 2009 by Bill Howell, Birmingham Mail
“TO DREAM the impossible dream”... you don’t necessarily need much of the football.
“To fight the unbeatable foe”... was the challenge if you glanced at the pre-match odds.
“To bear with unbearable sorrow”... is what folk from Wolverhampton have had to put up with for 36 years at White Hart Lane.
“To run where the brave dare not go”... is exactly what Mick McCarthy got from 14 players.
It only needed Andy Williams in a Christmas sweater to complete the seasonal fairytale.
A slight pity for Wolves that Villa ended 26 years of misery themselves, while Blues, Bolton and Everton also managed to take some of their limelight away.
But make no mistake – this gargantuan effort was as big a win as you could have wished for.
The Premier League was a daunting, scary, dark place crammed with creepy crawlies a fortnight ago.
It could only be viewed through half-shut eyes behind tightly-packed fingers.
Now it’s a snug pink and fluffy bedsit, smelling of lavender and honeysuckle.
The challenge? Merely to repeat the feat at Old Trafford tomorrow.
United will have to be wary. This team are now hunting as a pack of hungry... erm, Wolves.
The back four are as rigidly synchronised as any water ballet production or robots on a German car production line.
Higher and higher came the aerial assault as time passed by. Time and time again, Christophe Berra and Jody Craddock leapt to challenge as Richard Stearman and Stephen Ward continually frustrated and guarded the flanks.
A famous scalp on an historic occasion.
