Wolves Fans' Verdict v Liverpool: Wolves well beaten in FA Cup tie

Another 'ugly' first half was rewarded with 0-0, but frankly it looked like we were playing on a slope. The whole time the ball was in our half. We missed Andre dreadfully and there was no sign of any attacking threat from us. 

Liverpool flogged our right side relentlessly with Tchatchoua and Mosquera constantly on red alert. By and large the plan and formation worked, as it had on Tuesday, but we were plagued by poor passing. That contributed to our lack of anything remotely looking like a chance of a goal.

As happened on Tuesday, after the interval Liverpool moved up a gear. Whereas previous we'd responded well, this time inside 10 minutes the game was done and dusted. From the moment Tchatchoua had reverted to type, wasting the opportunity to put the ball in their box by having his cross blocked, we were under pressure. 

Yet another move down that wing saw a second goal conceded. Despite the automated offside coming in to play to confirm/deny the linesman's flag, we waited and waited and waited. Goal. Game over.

We'd kind of guessed it was unlikely to be our night from quite early on, their third goal just put the result to bed. There was a certain irony that in added time Johnstone got an assist with a route one pass that Hwang scored from. If ever a player needed a goal it was Hwang, yet the recognition, importance and recollection of it has probably been forgotten by virtually everyone already.

Eight League games remain, just three at home. Our fate will be sealed soon enough. Is it too much to ask for at least one away win?

John Lalley

The first half of this game provided a similar pattern to the league game earlier in the week. 

Wolves despite conceding a vast percentage of possession held Liverpool at bay with few alarms. A well organised and competitive defensive structure only looked likely to be breached with the incursions of the creative Ngumoha who frequently tested a persevering Tchatchoua on our right flank. 

Sam Johnstone was rarely troubled apart from the massive corner count in Liverpool’s favour. 

During both matches, Liverpool’s offensive tempo had been surprisingly sluggish but finally they discovered their attacking intent, significantly increased their pace and intent until finally, Wolves were rendered outclassed and well beaten. 

Robertson’s opener was quickly consolidated by Salah before Wolves gave themselves any chance to regroup and in a flash the tie was settled.

 In the final third of the pitch, Wolves were virtually non-existent; Arokodare was isolated and comfortably subdued with little proactive thrust emanating in support from midfield. 

When Wolves belatedly cut the deficit, the goal was classic route one; a huge punt from Johnstone to Hwang far in the distance who finished very deftly. 

We had laboured unconvincingly over the previous 90 minutes playing out from the back and created precisely nothing. Once again, Wolves were not in any way found wanting regarding application and commitment they simply could not match the quality of their opponents. And there is no disgrace in that.