Best Ever?
A result that has the history boffins digging out their books.
Friday night’s 5- 0 thrashing of Dundee United was the laying down of a flare rather than a marker.
If you pardon the expression. Now it’s time Ayr United started to believe in what’s happening here.
Back at the start of the season, this paper printed a picture of Leicester City on its back page.
Let me tell you some eyebrows were raised.
But with December now upon us and Ayr just 2/ 1 for the title, the fanciful dream is quickly becoming a reality.
Football can be the simplest of games at times.
Big money transfers go a long way. But construct a team of hard working young boys who will throw their body on the line for each other, and you can go equally as far.
Friday was as good a result as I’ve witnessed in 25 years following this club.
Cup wins over K* llie ( alarmingly regular now) are evidently great.
But to destroy a club of Dundee United’s stature on their own patch is something that commands the very biggest of respect.
And in Lawrence Shankland, we have a player who is genuinely once- in- a- generation.
The equation is now becoming fairly simple.
If Ayr have ambition to reach the Premier League and plunder the cash that goes with it, they simply must hold on to the Ant McPartlin lookalike.
There will be bids, and the player will have people in his ear.
But the directors of this club need to ask themselves what they’re in this for.
There may be an element of heart ruling head on that.
But we’re only on this planet once. And right now we’re halfway through a dream season that shows no sign of dying.
Shankland can leave here a legend - let him complete the job.