Not long after the end of last Sunday’s home friendly against Shakhtar Donetsk, Harry Kane emerged from the tunnel alone and walked to all four corners of the ground to applaud the crowd. He was received as he always is. A club legend. One of our own. If this was the end, it was a near-perfect send‑off. Kane had scored four goals in the 5-1 victory. Of course he had. Who else was going to score them? Last season the rest of the team could barely identify the opposition net, let alone find it.
I wasn’t there to say goodbye. Pre-season friendlies aren’t my bag and I was away on holiday. But then I’d already made my farewells. In our hearts, every fan knew this moment was coming. Kane had only one year left on his contract and was in no hurry to renew. So this was the last chance for Daniel Levy to cash in on his prize £100m asset. In a year’s time, Kane would be able to walk on a free and there was almost no chance Tottenham’s chairman would let that happen. Though if there’s anyone who can screw up a transfer that most people think is a done deal, it’s Levy. He must have driven executives at Bayern Munich mad over the past few weeks as he hung on for an extra few million. There’s a wonderful Hitler Downfall parody doing the rounds of Spurs fans on social media.
