Welcome to Harry Kane, Bundesliga. Amid the kind of feverish, pyrotechnic atmosphere he rarely experienced in England, this was a lesson in what Bayern Munich’s league debutant knows better than almost anyone. He will not care that his 74th minute goal, the second in a straightforward win, took a slight deflection off Amos Pieper on its way; nor will he mind that Leroy Sané, whose opener he set up deftly, tops their early scoring charts. In the breaking of a duck, the shaking away of any approaching monkey, Kane showed at least one major trophy should be perfectly within his grasp.
That will be a certainty if all his domestic opponents are as weak as Werder Bremen, likely relegation candidates whose barren run against Bayern now extends to 15 years. But this was nonetheless the kind of bedding in, a smooth and frictionless display unmoved by the aggressive sense of place, that Kane craved. The past week has flown by but, a few ripples apart, it was hard to see a future in which he and his new teammates’ radars fail to align. “He is making all the players better as they see how attentive he is,” Thomas Tuchel said afterwards. It has only been seven days.
