The doubts have gone. That nagging feeling of wondering whether you are honestly, truly good enough to be an international (a feeling that everyone has no matter how talented you are) has gone.
They now know that on their day, not only can they mix it with the best, they can actually beat them. With that comes a collective shift in consciousness that will have a halo effect not just on the team's supporters but also the clubs who welcome back their internationals .
For the England squad members, the world is a better place and their club team-mates pick up on their body language. The returning heroes are not smug or arrogant, they just have an air about them.
Everyone wants a piece of the action, to hear about the stories, the little nuggets of information that bring the match together, that turn it from a TV picture into something tactile, real and achievable.
Training lifts a notch. Those who are on the edge of the senior international squad lift their game because they want in.
Those who have just delivered know they want more because the drug is intense. Those who never thought of themselves as internationals suddenly start wondering what they might be able to achieve.
They think: "He's good, but not that good, maybe I can have a crack as well".
The same players, the same teams find a new level of intensity and performance that no amount of talk or coaching can achieve in such a short space of time.
If you can feel the buzz in a pub or on the living-room sofa, imagine what it is like on a training paddock.
As the returning internationals run out of the club tunnel, home or away, they honestly believe they are as close as dammit to invincible.
It also helps when things get tough because the England players, the senior players in a club side, will have a mental photo they can return to.
The players who haunted their dreams for so long are suddenly less frightening. And as fear fades, so performance improves.
As FDR knew only too well, all it takes is one confident man and almost anything is possible.