Wolves fans share their thoughts on a dire Wolves performance at Molineux against Nottingham Forest.
KARL WHITEHOUSE
What are we going to do now?
We are running out of things to say after another poor performance. There was a clear lack of quality and desire in the game. We created very few chances in the first half, finished with 0 shots on target, and showed no real identity.
Forest pushed us hard with their press and high line, and we struggled to cope with it.
VAR, our old friend, came to our rescue, but it took far too long for a simple offside check. We ended the half with nothing to cheer about.
We started the second half better. We created some chances, but none of them were on target. Even then, it still felt like we had a chance to get something from the game.
Then we slipped back into our old habits. We conceded a goal after some very poor defending. The goalkeeper came charging out when he should have stayed on his line. Another big mistake. Then we were undone again by a set piece, and it feels like we are on a downhill trend again.
We tried to respond, and the team wanted to show we can still compete. But the same problem came back. We got worse. Nobody seems to know where the goal is. It is so frustrating to watch.
We are in serious trouble now. We keep saying we know what the issues are, but the word “relegation” is starting to feel very real. Rob has to find answers in this team, which is clearly lacking confidence in front of goal.
With this group, I honestly cannot say if we will win again this year. Our upcoming fixtures are not kind, and that only adds to the worry.
JOHN TARAS
The first half was a total failure from Wolves. Forest were allowed to dictate the game from the start. The only surprise was that the score stayed 0–0.
I could only listen to radio commentary for the second half, but from what I heard, I do not think I missed much. Wolves tried to create chances, but the overall performance still sounded poor.
Then came the turning point. Wolves committed match suicide when Sam Johnstone came for a cross, got nowhere near it, and Jesus put the ball into the net.
It summed up how bad things are when the first substitution was Hwang coming on for Bellegarde. Rob Edwards then threw on four more substitutes, but nothing changed.
To make things worse, Munetsi went off injured and Wolves finished the game with 10 men.
Wolves are now 12 points from safety, with the gap growing every week. Relegation looks almost certain.
Next up are Man United and Arsenal. Say no more.
LESLEY WHITEHOUSE
What a difference two games can make.
We went from a positive performance in defeat to a flat, lifeless home display where we created very little.
In the first half, I was not happy at all. We did not show up. We did not test their goalkeeper. We let a team with a high press boss the game, and they looked more like the home side than we did.
We never really threatened them. You have to ask if this is a confidence problem, or if some players already have their minds elsewhere. Either way, it is not what you want to see from a team you support. We were lucky their goal was ruled out, and even that decision took far too long.
We started the second half better, but then it slipped again. Our standards dropped. The same mistakes crept back in, and once more a set piece led to a goal. Back to square one.
After that, the team tried to respond and find a way back, but the same pattern played out. We are clearly struggling, and it is hard not to wonder what will go wrong next. Deep down, we all know what the main issues are and why we are in this position.
I am genuinely worried about what happens from here. This season has been poor. We have collapsed in too many games, let teams come at us, and conceded soft goals. At this rate, it is hard to see where the next win is coming from, especially with the fixtures we have ahead.
We are on a clear downward trend, the relegation word is getting louder, and the gap is getting wider.
SCOTT DRAME
Absolutely annoyed. Are we even a team right now?
This was our worst game under Rob Edwards. One shot on target says it all.
I do think Rob tried to change things, but nothing clicked. The players looked tired, flat, and completely out of ideas.
Man of the match? I’d give it to Johnstone, but even that feels like scraping the barrel.
Match rating: 1 out of 10. Just like the single shot on target.
I have no confidence left. It feels like we are going down, and I am just waiting for the official confirmation.
DAVE
Honestly, it’s getting harder and harder to keep pretending things will turn around.
Igor Jesus’ first Premier League goal didn’t just win the game for Forest — it pretty much summed up where Wolves are right now: beaten, flat, and miles off it. Another grim night at Molineux, another defeat, another week staring at the table wondering how on earth we’ve ended up rock bottom with just two points from 14 games. Joint-worst record in Premier League history. No wins since April. Seven straight defeats. Twelve points from safety already drifting out of sight.
It’s not just losing anymore — it’s the feeling that the fight has drained away.
Rob Edwards spoke afterwards about not wanting to “die like that,” and needing to show we’re not scared. But watching that first half… it’s exactly how it felt. Scared. Lost. Nowhere near the intensity, desire or identity we were told we’d see. The reaction after half-time was something, but the damage was done. Again. It always seems to be.
Forest didn’t even have to be good. They just had to turn up, wait for the mistake, and take the moment. Igor Jesus thought he’d scored earlier before VAR took an eternity — five and a half minutes — to chalk it off, but it didn’t matter. He got his goal eventually. Of course he did. Everyone scores against Wolves these days.
And Dyche’s men looked comfortable — that’s the painful part. Forest are 16th, hardly flying, but you never felt like we were going to lay a glove on them. They had the belief. We had… nothing.
Edwards said it “looked bleak before we arrived.” It looks even bleaker now. Because whatever message he’s trying to get across just isn’t sticking. Not yet. Maybe not in time.
As a Wolves fan, you try to cling to something — a spark, a big moment, a lucky break — but right now it feels like we’re shouting into a void. Every week is the same story. Every table update is another gut punch. You start the season hoping for progress, and by December you’re just hoping we don’t go down with the lowest points total ever.
And that’s the truth: hope has drained away.
There’s still time on the clock, sure. There always is in theory. But unless something dramatic changes — mentality, quality, belief — this season feels like it’s already slipping through our fingers.
And that hurts more than any defeat.