Joe Mullen doesn't see as much live game-action of his old team as he'd prefer, living out in the U.S. Eastern Time Zone. In 1989, the tungsten-tough right-winger from the hardscrabble Hell's Kitchen neighbourhood of New York put in a yeoman season's work: 51 goals, 110 points, Lady Byng Trophy, Emery Edge (plus-minus) Award and then a chart-topping 16 more goals to go along with eight assists during the 22-game post-season march to glory.
"Can they win it?" repeats Mullen. "I don't see any reason why not. Looks like they're having a blast. Kinda reminds you of our days together. Having fun, enjoying each other's company.
"When that's happening, the game just seems to keep getting better and better.
"They've got all the attributes you need."
Starting, points out Cup-winning coach Terry Crisp, with the right man calling the shots.
"They've bought into Bill Peters' style, his system,'' says the long-time voice on Nashville Predators' broadcasts, long distance from Tennessee. "They've got a great combination of youth, middle-of-the-road and veterans. This club is doing it.
"They play with a passion, speed, attack. They throw a 200-foot, 60-minute game at ya. Putting on my coaching hat, I'd say they're a dream team to coach right now.
"And they've got a swagger about them - by that, I mean that every given night they believe in their hearts that they can beat anybody they play.
"As a coach, you can sense that behind the bench. You almost feel almost that same swagger your players have."
With family living here and his ties to two franchises, the gregarious Crisp has dual ties.
"We just spent a week out there," he laughs, "visiting the grandchildren. They're into it. They've all got those little red jerseys on.
"Down here they put on the Predators' jersey, otherwise they don't get in the house."