Now they have to praise Bray. Nobody could describe Katie Traylor as being from somewhere like Kilcroney or Greystones.
She is our golden girl, and those of us who live in Bray have smiled while blow-ins climb on board the wagon of her success. Day-trippers from Dublin, and companies that never put a penny into boxing or into Bray, want a slice of her.
Crowds milled around the seafront and town centre last week, soaking up whatever sun they could squeeze out of this dull summer. Her success is a tonic, and there has been laughter in the air here instead of the usual moans about our current economic plight or the Irish weather.
Like sheep in a gap, more people tried to enter pubs on the Main Street to see her fight than were able to fit in. Luckily the rain held off, and there was a big screen on wheels beside Bray's old Town Hall.
Thousands watched her win from a field on the edge of Bray. "She is living her dream," said one woman. She was living ours, too. Christian Katie turned the other cheek and bounced back from her nervous second round.
Bray is sometimes the butt of bad jokes, and certain posh people who live locally prefer to give a county address. But they can all take a hike in the hills, because Bray now has her Olympic gold medal thanks to the Taylor family.
It could have been Team GB's triumph. Katie's father is from Leeds, and if the rules of Irish football applied then she might have been singing God Save the Queen last week.
As a teenager, Pete Taylor crossed the Irish Sea with his parents to work in Bray's amusements. They went home but he stayed, and married a local girl. Their family is now as Bray as it gets.
Little is not known about Katie Taylor now. The media have picked over her life, her sporting achievements, her faith and much else. It is hard for anyone to cope with this much fame. But Bridget and Pete have brought her up well, and she is gracious in both victory and defeat.
Watch Katie run. Out of Oldcourt, along Boghall Road, out by the Head, down the Prom and around by the Dart station. Pete fought hard to be allowed to use an old shed at the harbour to help her train. Where were they then, so many politicians and companies that are so enthusiastic now?
And RTE deserves no medal for its coverage of her victory. This is a station that had a running rude gag about Bray on one of its "comedy" series. Sad Dublin 4 snobbery.
Does nobody in RTE find it even a tad sexist to have an aged male commentator and four men in studio to cover the glory of a young female's Olympic triumph?
For what seemed like forever between her win and the medal ceremony these guys in Donnybrook droned on, without even a silent loop of her bout over their bull. RTE's presenter was reduced to reading comments about Katie by the British deputy prime minister and others, from a sheet of paper. Television does not get much more excruciating.
And some people used her win to prove points of their own. For them it demonstrated the success of sports funding, the need for every child to be encouraged at school.
But it was neither public policy nor sports funding that got Katie where she is. It was herself, her family and her community.
This is not the first time that crowds have supported boxing in Bray. During the Forties, the Army's boxing club was active in the old International Hotel, which stood on the site of the present Bray Bowl and housed Irish soldiers during the Second World War. Army boxer Paddy Kenny of Bray won national and international titles.
In July 1957, nearly 5,000 people attended a boxing tournament held under the auspices of Little Bray Civic Association in the People's Park. The bill included Harry Perry, Irish champion from 1951 to 1955, and Fred Tiedt, an Olympic silver medallist, among others.
It takes real dedication to keep amateur sports going in Ireland, but there have been a few men who got Bray boxing to where it is today. In the Sixties, Johnny Maloney started a boxing club in the British Legion Hall. It was one of a number of local efforts to coach youngsters on a sustained basis, with clubs that lasted a few years being run by Tony Pouch, Tommy Treanor, Al Morris, Leo Green and others.
For a while they used a big old Nissen hut on the Boghall Road. This had been put up by Franciscan priests who were creating the parish of St Fergal's to cater for new housing estates on the south side of Bray.
Now there are two clubs in Bray, one at Ballywaltrim and Katie's by the harbour. And Bray has something to celebrate. Even many who do not warm to the sight of people hitting one another for sport kept an eye on the bouts last week.
Bray, like most towns, can do with a bit of a boost right now. In ways the boom years passed it by. Endless indecision and wrangling over planning have left vacant lots where there could be thriving apartments. Bad planning nationally has meant shops in towns like Bray struggle to compete with too many malls elsewhere.
But the town has not lost its most attractive features, including especially a mixed community and fine natural resources. There are libraries, galleries, choirs and the new Mermaid Arts Centre that offers a great variety of entertaining events. It's the kind of place where Katie and her family could feel supported.
The most recent issue of the Bray Cualann Historical Society journal has a special section devoted to remarkable women with Bray connections. They include Sister Cyril, an educationalist in India, and Pauline Adams, champion of women's rights a century ago. They also include Katie Taylor. Nobody can say that ordinary Bray people have not wished her well.
So where will Katie go from here? Before being so committed to boxing, she tried her hand at other sports. She was into athletics and hurling and Gaelic. She also played football for Ireland, making her international soccer debut in 2006. Maybe she has had enough of sport.
Katie now has a choice. She is, no doubt, a role model. But she should not feel that she has to live up to other people's dreams. Whether or not she stays active in sport or decides to pursue training in some other field is entirely her decision.
For now though, she can sit on her laurels and enjoy the warm glow of Olympic gold.