Welcome to live coverage of the Black Country derby between West Bromwich Albion and Wolverhampton Wanderers from The Hawthorns.

Wolves have a very muted penalty appeal turned down as O'Hara is tackled close to the byline.

It's been a fairly engaging half-hour. Not the highest quality, but enough mistakes to ensure chances at both ends.

Shade fans will be pleased to hear the shadow of the stand is now covering the 30 yards in front of the Wolves goal (on the right, as we see it). And let's face it, who doesn't love the shade?

Foster goes up for a high ball, and is impeded by Berra as he does so. Mick scribbles furiously on a notepad that looks a bit to small to be truly fit for purpose.

Thomas crosses low to Long and Ward makes an excellent goal-saving tackle. he had to get that right, otherwise it would have been a penalty and red card. Wolves are getting sliced apart at the back here.

Even with water in his eyes, Brunt delivers a terrific inswinging free-kick into the Wolves box but Olsson strays marginally offside.

Brunt wears a Jarvis cross in the breadbasket, and he is left doubled over in pain. If he's lucky, the dull ache will just about subside by full-time. Ouch.

Tchoyi flings himself to the deck inside the box. It always looks faintly ludicrous when a man of that size goes down easily (see: Heskey, Emile) and his penalty appeal is rightly dismissed.

Hammill has plenty of gold shirts to aim for in the box, but instead he picks out a gentleman in the fourth row behind Foster's goal. Awful delivery.

Big Mick yells instructions from the touchline. Wolves have won one point from the last 15 available and could really do with stopping the rot today.

Foster clears long for, er, Long, but the ball skips through to Hennessey. It's gone a little scrappy.

Scharner unleashes a 30-yarder but Ward makes a good block at the edge of the box.

This from Opta Joe: "50% - Chris Brunt has now scored (1) or assisted (2) half of WBA's Premier League goals this season. Vital." Bit of a small sample size though, isn't it?

Tchoyi embarks on a curious slow-motion dribble into the box, complete with lazy stepovers. Johnson continues to back off him, but eventually a tackle comes in and Wolves hoof it clear.

Wolves ping the ball around their back four unimpeded. West Brom not bothering with trendy Barca-style closing down from the front.

Wolves go close! Foster saves Milijas's low shot and the rebound falls for Doyle, whose prospective tap-in is foiled by a superb Olsson block on the line.

Long shoots from 25 yards, and the unsighted Hennessey makes a hash of the save. The ball bounces kindly off the keeper's body and he seizes the rebound.

Wolves work the ball down the left again with Ward, who fails to locate Milijas with a rolled pass down the line.

Mick McCarthy attempts to look impassive, but he'll be pig sick at falling behind after making a very positive start. Somebody should have been tracking Brunt's run.

And I must confess, my first thought on seeing that goal was 'Fantasy points!'

GOAL! Chris Brunt crashes the ball into the roof of the net from 12 yards! He drifts inside from the right and meets Jones's cutback with an emphatic left-foot finish. No chance Hennessey.