Very nice work, Mr Bruce Mactaggart.
Rain, for the second consecutive year, hasn't been kind to the festival. However, we headed there with a horde of young kids and expected either we wouldn't last the distance or the pesky rain would return and force us home. Yet both the interest, and weather, held firm.
Thing is, I'm not naturally inclined to watch this sport. But that doesn't mean there isn't loads to admire at the festival.
For starters, these are supremely fit athletes. They simply don't stop. At the full-time whistle, I'd guess hockey players clock up more miles than any other team sport I can think of.
And neither is it a case of rudimentary flick, drag and pass. It's a watchable mix of heavy collisions, stick entanglements, an occasional lofty airball and some deft needling of the ball through defenders. Highly entertaining stuff. Suffice to say I came away a little chastised, given my former apathy.
Either way, it's an outright coup for this region.
Organisers are gunning for international television coverage next year - airtime this truly international event deserves.