The aim is quite clear. Promotion. Players know it. Staff know it. Supporters know it.
But regardless of what the season finale brings, Aston Villa are back.
We didn't win the European Cup, League Championship, the FA Cup or the League Cup on Saturday. But this weekend's Wolves win was huge.
First off, it felt like a turning point in the race for the Premier League as it put severe pressure on the top two.
But, for me, it was the moment when our famous lion undeniably got its roar back - and fans recognised this, big-time.
Steve Bruce and Tony Xia have had a monumental job on their hands and one that should never be underestimated.
Dr Tony arrived with fans at their lowest ebb, on the back on one of the worst - if not the worst - season in our history.
Steve headed into B6 with an enviable record in the Championship - four promotions to the promised land but with the club languishing in the lower reaches of the Championship.
Both are driven men, determined to succeed but the road has not been easy.
Dr Tony has won over the supporters with his engaging style of ownership.
Steve has revitalised the playing squad - bringing in experienced pros this term with an appetite for success.
There have been big strides this season. But, on Saturday, Villa Park truly exploded into life.
Who would ever have thought that the Wolves derby would eclipse the Blues derby? But it most certainly did.
Before the game there was passion from the stands with flags lighting up Villa Park - and there was certainly hope in the hearts as our ever-improving squad faced the elegant league leaders.
There was a feeling swirling around the ground pre-game that a draw would be a fine result against a side that had taken the Championship by storm.
The players were having none of that and there was genuine elation among supporters on the final whistle.
Not just for the thumping result. But for what it signified.
They may never go down as claret and blue icons like Peter McParland, Brian Little, Gordon Cowans and Paul McGrath. But, by god, our current crop are wearing the shirt with pride.
Fans looked up and had Robert Snodgrass, minutes in, beating his hand into his fist - 'get into them' his actions screamed. You had Jack Grealish showing pace and grace time after time before being hacked down and then getting up for more.
You had Albert Adomah smiling from ear to ear and giving us all the 'Love' gesture following his vital opener. You had Mile Jedinak scowling and standing firm in the midfield battleground.
You had Lewis Grabban chasing down every ball. You had James Chester at his immaculate best.
And, on the final whistle, you had captain marvel John Terry charging towards the Holte End with a vociferous 'COME ON!' screaming from the very core of his being.
It's often been said that if you play for the badge on the front of the shirt, fans will remember the name on the back of it.
Well I, for one, will remember these players - and if they keep performing like they did against Wolves, they just might write a new and glorious chapter in our glittering history book.