THE 2012 OLYMPICS have shown the Irish box above their weight. It's something I first learned in in 1990 with a raucous group in a German Gasthaus who cheered the Irish soccer team.
There are civic receptions, open top bus tours and mainstream interviews with Olympians to reinforce Irish success on the global stage. For a ten year period starting in the mid-90s when I first landed in Ireland, I watched success walk through training venues where I taught and I shared its vibe on the streets where I lived and worked. I saw energy and a focus with scant mention of the term "entitlement." They worked hard, delivered results and got paid for their effort.
The 2012 Olympics are much the same. Hard work of athletes, often instead of enjoying good craic with mates. Dedication on the qualifying route to get an Olympic berth. And for the best, a medal to wear as testimony to their achievements.