Chief Sports Writer Martin Swain pays his tribute to another deserving inductee soon to be welcomed into the Wolves Hall of Fame – former manager Graham Turner.

Graham Turner steps into the Wolves Hall of Fame today as the man who made the club and the city feel good again.

An eight-year spell as manager saw the club climb from the wreckage of deep mid-Eighties decline to the very picture of robust health prodding at the Premier League.

That Turner was never quite able to complete a remarkable journey from the depths of the Football League all the way to the top flight may have some questioning his appearance in a Hall of Fame still waiting to welcome other celebrated managers such as Major Frank Buckley, Bill McGarry and John Barnwell.

But that would be to under-estimate the impact of a man who in reviving a club in its deepest, darkest hour.

Just three years after what was left of a decimated Wolves fan base had crawled away shame-faced from the misery of FA Cup ignomy at Chorley, they were pumped up with pride once more as they anticipated their heroic centre-forward’s appearance at the 1990 World Cup and new life in what we now know as the Championship.

In keeping with the club’s pledge not to ignore the heroes of a more ancient age, Turner is accompanied in today’s salute by Billy Harrison another figure, from the legend of Molineux who knew about climbing up football’s ladder.

If anything Harrison’s ascent was even more dramatic – from non-league player to FA Cup final hero in one mighty, unforgettable season while establishing a template for the type of thrilling wing-play that would be famously recalled in the club’s finest hours.

More of Harrison in a moment. First we must acknowledge that all the Cups, titles, floodlit nights ag-inst Europe’s finest would have been a legacy without a home had Turner not been precisely the right man at the right time at the right club. When that happens in football remarkable stories are written and this was no exception.

In order to assess the scale of the recovery, we must recall the extent of the decline in Thatcher’s Britain – three successive, tumbling relegations, the Bhatti Brothers shutting down investment, bailiffs and milkmen banging at Molineux’s doors for bills to be settled.

Two sides of the ground stood condemned, empty and bare, home alone for the rats that sometimes scampered past the players’ toes. Wolves were at the very brink of extinction.

Into this stepped Turner, bruised by his experience as Aston Villa manager, to quell first a popular uprising over the sacking of Brian Little and then the outrage of the 3-0 cup exit to those Lancashire part-timers.

Of course we know what happened next, but it was more than backing a hunch and begging a favour from up the road concerning Messrs Bull and Thompson.

It was about finding the Downings and Ally Robs, the Vaughans and the Streetes, the Bellamys and Robinsons and turning them into force which fairly rampaged through the lower divisions.

His Hall of Fame ticket will mean everything to Turner because, above all else, he was a Wolves devotee himself.

Harrison’s contribution goes back much further. A tricky right sided player who stood at just over 5ft 5in, he arrived from Crewe in the summer of 1907 and a year later scored a brilliant individual goal in an FA Cup final as Wolves, then in the Second Division, overcame hot favourites Newcastle at the Crystal Palace.

The wide man remained with Wolves through the war years and amassed 317  appearances before departing for Manchester United in 1920.

Perhaps more significantly, he set the bar at Molineux for thrilling wing player from “little ‘uns” – resurrected 40 years later by Johnny Hancocks and continued by Norman Deeley.