Even Australians who consider the Commonwealth Games a meaningless anachronism must have been pleased with our team’s performance last month. I’m not talking about topping the medal table; I’m talking about the opportunities to show the world the kind of sportsmanship which we like to think defines us. Remember our exhausted 10,000m runners staying on the track five minutes after finishing in order to clap the Lesothoan snail across the line? And the shot of one Campbell sibling hugging the other after losing to her? With the cloud of ball-tampering still hanging over us when the Games began, such moments...