Fulham 0 Wolves 3 - Report and pictures
It had to happen, didn't it? Amid all the doom and gloom, the uncertainty, the increasing pressure, Wolves went and won a football match.
Very comfortably, too. Admittedly Fulham had a man sent off, but as witnessed at the weekend, it isn't easy for Wolves against nine men, let alone 10.
That shouldn't detract in the slightest from this confidence-boosting victory. This was, by a country mile, their most impressive performance of the season.
Players were transformed. Kevin McDonald skipped past challenges, Danny Batth and Kortney Hause were commanding.
Dominic Iorfa galloped, gazelle-like, down the right wing with finesse and grace, James Henry and Benik Afobe terrorised the Fulham back line.
Wolves have been hiding for a few weeks, but they finally revealed their true selves again in a decent showing at Craven Cottage.
And it was substitute Ojo who delivered the fireworks in a blistering three-minute spell at the start of the second-half.
He found the corners of Andy Lonergan's goal with wildly different goals - the first was deflected off Adam Le Fondre's head, the second fumbled into his own net by the goalkeeper.
Fulham: Longergan; Fredericks (Voser, 76), Stearman, Ream, Husband; Cairney, Tunnicliffe, O'Hara (Mattila, 84), Pringle (Christensen, 59); Dembele, McCormack.
Subs not used: Lewis, Woodrow, Kavanagh, Burn.
Wolves: Martinez; Iorfa, Batth, Hause, Golbourne; Byrne (Ojo, 45), McDonald, Price, Henry; Afobe; Le Fondre (Enobakhare, 83).
Subs not used: Ikeme, Ebanks-Landell, Doherty, Saville, Wallace.
Goals: Le Fondre (56), Ojo (59), Henry (78).
Then Henry put the icing on the cake with a late third, a superb free kick, which created a scoreline Wolves fans were rubbing their eyes in disbelief at.
Jackett made two changes, handing Nathan Byrne his full debut in place of Rajiv van La Parra and benching Jed Wallace for Le Fondre.
On a cool, crisp evening at picturesque Craven Cottage, scriptwriters were busy penning the script that climaxed with Richard Stearman or Jamie O'Hara scoring a dramatic late winner.
A Hollywood blockbuster you might say, appropriate in O'Hara's case seen as Wolves fans have long dubbed him as such.
Wolves began the game intent more on a gentle love story at the romantic old stadium, that of rekindling the precious loving bond between the team and their long-suffering supporters.
O'Hara, villain of the piece, had his every touch booed, but matters soon switched to whether Wolves could reproduce the form everyone is acutely aware they're capable of.
The signs were there. James Henry sent a 20-yarder not too far over the bar, and then Benik Afobe sent a header into Lonergan's arms from a cute Kevin McDonald chip into the box.
Wolves, playing in blue, were bright, breezy and positive in their play, with Nathan Byrne patrolling the right flank with purpose, ably supported by Dominic Iorfa.
Cairney and Ross McCormack both worked the Wolves box, but their efforts were meat and drink for Martinez, whose kicking was once again suspect.
Le Fondre and Afobe were linking nicely - the former played to the latter who rolled Stearman and fired a shot away, again too easy for Lonergan's ability.
McDonald, so visibly buoyed by that new contract of his, went all Zinedine Zidane on Fulham, leaving two players on their backsides with a mazy midfield jaunt. Yes, he's back to his best.
For all Wolves' fairly mild dominance, a goal remained elusive, as it did for so long at Preston on Saturday.
Ryan Fredericks tried to give them a hand, sending a bullet header towards his own goalkeeper, which was pushed to Byrne who shot wide.
Henry tested Lonergan's reflexes further with a bullet from range, again pushed from danger.
Then came the moment that took this game to an x-rated 18 only production. Cairney, after a heavy touch, lept in two-footed on Le Fondre, studs-up.
Cue winces from fans of both sides, and an inevitable red card, despite Cairney's remorse.
It was deja vu for Wolves - their third successive league game in which a red has been dished out, and the second in a row for the opposition.
As against Preston, the disadvantage team continued to threaten Wolves' goal.
Moussa Dembele bustled his way towards the their box, leading Batth on a merry dance, before firing low at goalkeeper Emiliano Martinez.
But there was no doubt it was Wolves' half - now they just needed that breakthrough.
There was a surprising character introduction at half time when Ojo replaced Byrne, who had improved as the first period went on.
Wolves began the second half as the better side, intent on turning their superiority, and man advantage, into something tangible.
It was Ojo, such a positive influence at Preston, who engineered it with an assist and a goal in a magical three-minute spell.
First, the Liverpool youngster cut inside on his right foot and, with options, fired a beauty towards the far corner.
It took the slightest of flicks off Le Fondre and past Lonergan for the striker's second goal for the club. The celebrations were wild - and they were repeated just 180 seconds later.
This time Ojo went with his left, drilling low towards the near post, and it slipped excruciatingly through Lonergan in the kind of moment that's usually involved a Wolves goalkeeper this season.
Jackett's team endured heavy criticism from supporters for their lack of attacking prowess against 10 men at Deepdale, but in London it was a different story as they took total command.
Chances were few and far between as the game slipped into a sedentary pace, Wolves not troubled at the back and content to knock the ball around midfield.
Then came the third, a moment which turned the mood from joyous to delirious, when Henry found the top-corner with an unsaveable free kick from 19 yards.
It was the Oscar-winning moment to top off a memorable evening for Wolves.
