Chelsea Crush Hopeless Wolves as Relegation Fears Grow
Gusto’s First Goal Sparks a Ruthless Rout
For 51 minutes Wolves held firm. Then their walls collapsed. One full-back, who had never scored a senior goal in 165 games, turned the night from frustration to celebration for Chelsea. Malo Gusto’s strike opened the floodgates, exposing the painful truth that Wolves are a broken team heading toward disaster.
Chelsea needed patience. They had been dull early on, held by a Wolves side managed by their Under-21 coach James Collins. For a short while it seemed like Wolves might steal something from Stamford Bridge. But once Gusto scored, it was over. Pedro Neto and João Pedro added more goals to complete an easy 3–0 win and lift Chelsea into second place.
Wolves Look Lost and Lifeless
There is no identity, no spark, no fight. Wolves cannot defend, cannot score, and cannot keep their shape for ninety minutes. It is hard to understand why Rob Edwards would want to leave Middlesbrough to take charge of such a lost cause. This was their ninth defeat of the season, leaving them winless after eleven games.
Collins tried to plug the holes. He packed the midfield, asked for energy, and tried to frustrate Chelsea. For a while it worked. The home side drifted into slow, sterile possession, their fans groaning as another attack fizzled out.
But Chelsea’s squad is too deep and too talented to stay quiet. Enzo Maresca made eight changes from their European trip to Azerbaijan, yet the rhythm returned once fatigue faded. João Pedro’s clever movement, Garnacho’s pace, and Fernández’s shooting finally pushed Wolves back into their box.
Chelsea Finally Show a Killer Edge
After halftime, Maresca made one smart change. He sent on Estêvão Willian, who instantly changed the rhythm. Within minutes, he danced past Hugo Bueno and crossed for João Pedro to smash in his first Stamford Bridge goal since August. Wolves broke apart. Garnacho raced down the left, crossed low, and Neto punished his old club to make it three.
Chelsea ended smiling, but this was about Wolves. A team without belief, structure, or direction. Unless something dramatic happens soon, the Championship is calling.
