We're singin' Danny Boy...
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After being close to a terrible week in and around Boston, the news from Liege Bastogne Liege Sunday comes to a lot of us around here as a welcome treat! As my greater-Boston expat-paddy mobile phone and email network buzzed with the news from Liege yesterday morning, a certain subject came up. So let's put any lingering doubt to bed right now: Dan Martin is Irish . I know sure, he may have grown up in Liverpool, have a dad with a UK passport, and not that much of a brogue, but bah ... technicalities jongen . The Irish Diaspora has ruled geography a mere technicality. As the Irish constitution states: "The Irish nation cherishes its special affinity with people of Irish ancestry living abroad who share its cultural identity and heritage." And like that old joke says, 'an Irishman? That's a man who gets more Irish the further he gets from Ireland.' Girona? Liverpool? Liege? Nice? Vilvoorde? Boston? No matter. Just