Summer 2026: Legacy

Roughly 7.3-7.6 million souls are in Hong Kong Right now. I doubt many (if any) are listening to Orbital. Hong Kong being a gambling centre, I’d go all in to say none have turned their ear to Tonight In Belfast. The poet featured on the track is Mike Garry. He has a distinct voice, one that I compare to that of the late and great Kevin Evans from Shenzhen Blues. Another great orator, although less published in music.

Kevin brought the party and always had a snooze towards the end. Watching games in Shenzhen and enjoying a League Cup final in Hua Hin with Blues like Kevin and his loving wife Maire remain fond memories. A home from home. Always welcoming. Always relaxed and kind. My deepest condolences. Peace and love to the friends, family, and those who met and were touched by Kevin’s presence. My thoughts go out to Maire.

“We can build new mountains for us to climb
And when we reach the top
We will count all we own and all we built and all that we survey
We’d happily give it all away
Because we have each other and we have love today” – Tonight In Belfast, Orbital feat. Mike Garry

I found myself whizzing by train at 1326 from Meizhou West Station (梅州西站) to Hong Kong via Shenzhen North. Arriving at 1631, I boarded the underground transit at Austin. Soon after, I checked into a cupboard doubling up as a guesthouse room within the grim Chungking Mansion “ghetto at the centre of the world” (Professor Gordon Mathews, anthropologist). Shirt off. Wash down. Clean shirt on. Teeth brushed. Back out to East Tsim Sha Tsui station. Up to Sung Wong Toi, and over to the Kai Tak Stadium. Bumping into Michael from the South Stand at City, I then met Miranda of the Shenzhen Blues to collect a ticket. Heavy rain pounded down. Into the air-conditioned and roofed stadium, I went.

Plush escalators, swanky coloured lobbies, expensive food options, and upto 3 rows away from the back of the Kai Tak Stadium. The attendance was said to be 42,826 in the 50,000 seater arena. I call bull pooh on that. Swathes of empty seats proved that the pricing (1299HKD; 2399HKD; 799HKD etc) was beyond value for money. Outside the ground, a trio of pop up City shops were cashing in well. That should keep financial fair play in a positive light. A pre-season spectacle was unlikely so close to the end of the FIFA World Cup and many players still on holiday. I managed to bag a rare 399HKD ticket (from Allen who couldn’t go). Thanks Allen!

The new season friendly featured many Elite Development Squad members. These mostly U21 players are marked for good things, whether at City or not. Looking around the Premier League (especially Chelsea) you can see many players. The oddly-quiet atmosphere seemed refrained. Occasional chants and half-hearted Mexican waves passed around the ground. I’ve seen many games before a season starts and this was no Thomas Cook trophy. The stadium itself was impressive but had no heart. Hong Kong FA have a great league and many good clubs but this new ground felt very impersonal. Almost like the AO arena or Coop Live in Manchester.

I’ll think of Kevin when I have a Tsingtao beer later and toast his passing. There’s a growing legacy of Manchester City fans in Asia, especially Shenzhen and that’s down to warm characters like Kevin. When Kevin was compere at the McCawley’s Futian in July 2016, he was sincere, witty, and looked a natural with a microphone. I’m sure Willy Cabellero, Mike Summerbee and co appreciated the occasion.

Fair winds and following seas.

Rest In Peace, Kevin Evans 27/12/1965 – 17/07/2026

The £80 season ticket.

你好/ Ní hǎo / Nín hǎo / Hello / How do / S’mae / Namaste

 

“Mr John, what’s your favourite season?”, Billy asked. His tiny frame jiggled around with excitement as he happily danced the question from his chirpy mouth. He looked in anticipation of my answer. In his eyes, I think I sensed he wanted me to answer winter. He could see that I was sweating from the 35°C heat. I have been quite vocal about my dislike of summer and heat since around March when the mercury hit 30°C for the first time this year.

To his surprise, I could see it in his eyes, I did not reply spring, summer nor autumn. The expected word of winter did not disembark my mouth. “Billy, I like the football season best.”

The response was quite international, “Huh?!” One simple sound of confusion with calculators flashing in his young eyes. And smoke billowing from his ears. His thought processes however surprised me. He understood, “You like the start and end of football games in the year but not no games.” Spot on. Grab your A-stars now and go directly to university. How perceptive of you Billy.

Now, flash forwards a day to older-than-eight-year-olds. During a conversation, I was asked which season I like best. I gave the same reply. Nothing. Not a single question or notaion of understanding. The boy in grade 8/junior school 2 was flummoxed. Uterrly mystified and totally foxed. So, rather than let him avoid the subject, I asked if he understood. He replied, “of course.” Very confident. So, I said, “please explain.” I didn’t expect much more information to come. The body language of the boy shown he had been thrown, possibly flabbergasted and bewildered. There was a rabbit in the headlights. He opened his mouth, “In winter it snows, so there is no football. In summer, it is too hot, so there is no football. In spring, it is too wet, so there is no football. In autumn it is windy a dry, so this is when the football season is.” I liked his answer, it had a kind of mathematican’s logic to it. I explained the traditional football seasons of Europe run from August to May. There are variations of course. I said summer football is a huge outlier and probably because the weather is too hot, the fields (pitches) too firm. His reply was, “Well, why is the World Cup in summer?” I said it probably boils down to availability and less interruption to less leagues. I said the winter World Cup of 2022 in Qatar will be an outlier.

My years have never been measured by lunar calendars, Gregorian dates, academic planners or such. No, I opted for cards handed out with the Manchester Evening News’s The Pink years ago, and other wonderful football season date lists.  That first date tunnels utter anticipation until the close season becomes pre-season. Pre-season dates are foreplay to the full activity of the football season proper. Waiting for the football season is a time in itself. Here shirts are released, players exchanged, cold, bought and loaned in or out. Words of war are spoke and expectations set, high or low. The battle is far from underway. The Community Shield is looked at as a friendly, unless you’re in and then it is a trophy, unless you lose. There are contradictions in the making from supporters everywhere. Prices of season tickets, games, and all the accessories of the devout football fan are bickered over. “I won’t buy that” becomes an impulse buy. Quarells placed on pause since May (or June) slide to on. Fantasy football teams are prepped. Bookies collect their bets and forms.

TV subscriptions and schedules are juggled around bills and holiday plans. The ripple of every change is mirrored by the frantic actions of a football fan cancelling a wedding in Benidorm in favour of a weekend wedding at Bolton’s Travelodge. Well, Bolton host your team that weekend. Aberystwyth Town’s last season kit is folded away, and you’re pestering Steve Moore at the clubshop on a daily basis. You’re pinging off text message after twitter message after Whatsapp group query, “When is the new Aber Town top out?” You know that by the time your £80 season ticket is printed, you’ll have the famous black and green on your chest but can’t be sure you’ll be wearing it before Gresford Athletic or Llanidloes Town visit. You’ll dig out your oldest kit and call it retro those days. When is the Nathaniel MG Cup Round Two draw? You overlook the first batch of round dates. It matters not to you.

This pre-season I will travel further than before for City’s four preparation games. Taking in the Premier League Trophy in Nanjing and Shanghai,  a game at Hong Kong Stadium versus Kitchee SC and then the EuroJapan Cup game in Yokohama against F. Marinos. Taking in a trip to Japan excites me. Time to do some planning.

Former City Manager Manuel Pellegrini returns to China having coached Hebei Fortune. Former sky blue hero, Pablo Zabaleta could face City. I’ve paid 288RMB ticket for each game on mainland China. Not a tenner in the sterling world, but not too expensive considering the tickets can equate to the below:

£71/£122 via ManCity.com. Newcastle Utd or Wolves v Manchester City. Fri, 19 Jul 00:00. Shanghai’s Hongkou Stadium.

£43/£65. West Ham United v Manchester City. Tue, 16 Jul 00:00.Nanjing Olympic Sports Centre.

I’m told my ticket in Yokohama was for a similar price to the 288RMB, although I’ve seen some weird four-figure numbers banded about too. This all makes Aberystwyth Town’s £80 season ticket look good value.

 

再见/ Zài jiàn / Bài bài / Ta’ra / Goodbye / Hwyl Fawr / Dhanyabaad / Alavidā