Joe Mauer will jog to home plate to catch the first pitch Thursday evening on another temperate night at Target Field, and all will seem to be right in his world.
At 27, he is the reigning American League Most Valuable Player. He just returned on a private flight from his fourth All-Star game, and the first in which he led all players in votes. Four months after signing the richest contract in franchise history, he remains the favorite son in a stunning new ballpark in his home state, and he spent the winter being feted and flattered by the likes of ESPN and Sony while starring in milk advertisements with his mom, one of the many family members who watches him play in person.
He would seem to be living the most perfect life imaginable if it weren't for all those people keeping score.
Ignore the heartwarming story arc and stare at the numbers long enough, and what you find is not a summer of realized dreams, but a study in psychology, physiology and even architecture that raises questions about Mauer's worth.
Even in his current battered and glum state -- has someone of his stature ever looked more weary at an All-Star game? -- he remains an elite catcher. But while he so recently stood as the symbol of an ascending franchise, today Mauer's performance is problematic and worrisome.
At this moment, he is a very good player who is being paid and treated like a superstar.
The Twins need more from their franchise player, and yet the physical demands of his position, the dynamics of the new ballpark and the inevitable decline following a once-in-a-lifetime season have seemingly sapped his power and enthusiasm.
Four months into an eight-year, $184 million deal, Mauer, the No. 3 hitter on a contender, ranks 121st in the majors in RBI, behind the likes of Denard Span, Ian Desmond and Kurt Suzuki.