The fat lady has belted out her final tune, the grim reaper has yielded his mighty scythe and there's a big fat R next to our name where once there was a 20, writes Wolves blogger Tim Spiers. We knew the inevitable was coming, which did soften the blow somewhat, but fact we're not a Premier League club anymore hurts. A lot. Still, when you think about it, there are a few positives to come out of being in the Championship next season. Like these 10. 1. We might win a game and/or keep a clean sheet. Wi-nn-ing you say? What's that then? Some new fandangled concept from David Cameron's crazy ideas machine to make us all forget the recession, the death of the NHS and Michael Gove's face? Oh no sorry, I remember - winning. Yes we might actually win a football match, what a notion that is. Or keep a clean sheet more regularly than once every eight months. If we're lucky our first home win of 2012 will be in August. Let's face it, after winning 27 matches in our promotion season, and just 25 since then, it'll be nice not to be in a relegation battle. Presumably. 2. The leg room at Molineux will be plentiful. With just 12.000 season tickets in a 30,000 stadium, there'll be room to spare. If you don't like the annoying bloke sitting near you, just pick another seat. Oh and the shiny new North Bank will look lovely. Well, if they can sort out the wonky 'S' on 'Wolves' which looks like it's been drawn by Amy Childs after three bottles of Lambrini, that is. 3. Referees will be biased towards us, not against. Steve Finnan's handball for Portsmouth, red cards for Karl Henry (against Arsenal), Nenad Milijas (against Arsenal) and Sebastien Bassong (against Arsenal), Tim Howard, Jonathan Woodgate and Frank Lampard not being sent off, the trial by media after Karl Henry versus Joey Barton, etc, etc. Anyone remember so many injustices in the 20 years or so in the Championship preceding that? Exactly. 4. Far fewer diving cheats. Probably the worst thing about the Premier League. To be fair to the refs, their life is made ten times more difficult by the diving, histrionics and constant ear-bashing, mostly from the foreign element of the Premier League. And Ashley Young. 5. Don't have to put up with the ignominy of being last on Match of the Day. Think of all the hours we've wasted sitting through an hour of Match of the Day, waiting for our 10-minute snippet at the end. You're talking, what, 30 hours a season maybe, which works out at nearly four of your human days over three years. Use next season's extra time wisely, perhaps by taking up a new hobby, or maybe by solving the riddle of what on earth Richard Stearman is keeping under that bandage on his arm. 6. We'll have a new manager. Yes that'll be nice won't it? And also... 7. It won't be Terry Connor. I couldn't feel sorrier for him if he was a two-month-old Labrador puppy with three legs and a woof impediment. But he's just not manager material, is he? Plus I don't think I can bear to watch another of his heart-wrenching post-match interviews, with his lips pursed so tightly together they look like they're about become stuck, like Keanu Reeves in The Matrix. And for goodness sake don't let Geoff Shreeves anywhere near him after the Wigan game. "Terry I can confirm Wolves have finished bottom and you've got the worst managerial record in Premier League history. And a bird has just defecated on your head, I can confirm that too Terry. After 13 years you're probably going to get the sack too, aren't you? And your reputation's in tatters. How do you feel about that? Terry?" 8. Saturday 3pm kick-off times. And a few on Tuesday nights as well. Forget this Sunday 2pm and Saturday 12.05pm malarkey. 9. We can all hide under a rock for a season. After the most humiliating few months at Wolves in living memory, I'd rather everyone just stop talking about us now. The whole world and his wife knows how bad we are. Next season, just tell your sofa-bound Man United-supporting mates that we're coasting the Championship, no matter where we actually are in the league. He'll be too busy eating prawn sandwiches and pretending he knows who Denis Law is to bother checking the table. 10. Stearman's comical mishaps won't be as costly. Ah Stearman. God loves a trier, and Richard Stearman is exactly that - very trying. Sadly my suggestion to the club that they should play the Laurel and Hardly music over the public address system whenever he touches the ball hasn't been taken on board. But it'll be okay next season because his many hilarious errors won't be punished as regularly. So we can just all have a big laugh when he falls flat on his face while trying to play a five-yard pass. Altogether now, do do do do do do do....
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