29/08/2025
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He wasn’t born great. He was born with pain in his bones — a degenerative foot condition that should’ve ended his career before it began. But Red Rum had no time for endings. They bought him for just £6,000, more hope than certainty. He was lame. He was tired. So Ginger McCain, a used-car salesman turned trainer, did something crazy: He galloped the horse on Southport Beach, letting the saltwater work magic no vet could. What came next? A resurrection. 🏇 1973 Grand National: Red Rum chased down the mighty Crisp, who led by 15 lengths at the final fence. But in the last strides, with the crowd screaming, Rum caught him. Victory by three-quarters of a length. One of the greatest comebacks in racing history. He didn’t stop there: 🏆 Three Grand National wins (1973, 1974, 1977) 🎖 Second twice (1975, 1976) He ran it five times — and never finished worse than second. They called him Britain’s Horse. When he died in 1995, they buried him at the winning post at Aintree, the place he made immortal. People still leave flowers. Because Red Rum didn’t just win races. He beat pain. He beat fate. He became a myth with a heartbeat.
