LONDON, (Reuters) – A.P. McCoy, the jump jockey who has created a remarkable sporting legend in Britain, failed to ride one final winner to mark the end of his peerless career yesterday but it hardly mattered to the thousands who flocked to salute the tearful ‘Champ’.

McCoy, the 40-year-old who has ridden far more winners over fences than any other jockey, was willed on to a fairytale finish by a capacity crowd of 18,000 at Sandown Park in the London suburbs.
He had two final rides on Mr Mole and, fittingly, his last mount was called Box Office.
Yet even his famed alchemy could not push either to victory in the green and gold silks of his multi-millionaire Irish employer, J.P McManus, nor add to his final total of 4,357 victories in Britain and Ireland.
Both horses finished third but there was no sense of anti-climax as one of Britain’s most popular sportsmen bowed out to a demonstration of affection from his competitors and spectators alike that few retiring champions will ever enjoy.
One of the hardest athletes who ever drew breath was reduced to tears on board Box Office as the crowd cheered him.
On the last day of the jumps season, McCoy was given a guard of honour from fellow jockeys and serenaded by the entire grandstand who sang “For he’s a jolly good fellow” before collecting the trophy for champion jockey for an almost unreal 20th consecutive year. Indeed, organisers let McCoy keep the Cup for good.
The crowd, many of them donning paper McCoy masks, roared they approval as he told them: “I’ve been privileged, doing something I absolutely loved. But retiring’s absolutely the right thing to do. If I’d gone on until I wasn’t as good as I was, then that wouldn’t have been right.”
The man from Moneyglass in County Antrim has made a farewell tour of Britain’s courses since revealing his decision to retire 11 weeks ago. On his last day as a jockey, he looked for much of the afternoon as cheerful as a dead man walking.
McCoy’s career has been as extraordinary for its resilience and fortitude as for its excellence; seemingly indestructible, he’s bounced back from 13 broken bones, 14 shattered teeth and, twice, punctured lungs.
No wonder his wife Chanelle, attending with their two young children, looked so relieved. After 17,630 rides, the only thing that mattered was that she had her hero back in one piece.

By Ian Chadband