I tried to think about the best way to put this in perspective for a person who has never picked up a hockey stick and, in conjunction with the puck, used it to completely demoralize the person standing between them and the net. I searched and searched for the best cross-sport analogy, and here is what I have come up with.
Filip Forsberg having the balls to even attempt going through both his legs and the legs of his defender in a one-goal playoff game is like trying to throw down what would be a certified '50' in a dunk contest within the framework of a half-court offense. Think Vince Carter jumping clear over a 7'2 French dude at the Olympics, but with less compromised testicles. If fans of the And 1 Mixtape Tour happened to be tuned into the NHL Playoffs for some odd reason they would be left wondering what the Predators faithful were still doing in their seats, for they would have long run out of the goddamn gym hissing and hollering like a catfish out of water after witnessing such a high level of emasculation. In fact, it was a display so disrespectful that if we were judging by the unwritten rules of baseball, the Colorado Avalanche would have to lineup and pelt Filip Forsberg in the jugular with at least 6-8 slapshots before they felt as though retribution had been achieved and the matter had been resolved.
Pulling off a move with that many moving parts would be impressive no matter who the opponent or what the stage. When you consider the moving parts belonged to a professional athlete skating at full speed in the Stanley Cup Playoffs, the idea of manipulating them so effortlessly is almost as incomprehensible as a team letting go of a player that possesses that type of talent.
Oh well, at least he's in another conference so the Capitals don't have to worry about being directly haunted by right-handed left wingers that are endlessly crafty, wear #9, and were traded for far less than they are worth. Am I right?!?