Ben Stokes is just nine months removed from mental health problems so acute that he announced an indefinite hiatus from cricket. He was such a shell of his free-wheeling self at the Ashes that he bowled 14 no-balls in a single session and fell behind Mitchell Starc, batting at No 9, in the rankings of the world's finest all-rounders.
And now, with the full extent of England's red-ball ills still to be diagnosed, never mind treated, newly-minted director of cricket Rob Key has seen fit to make him Test captain. To foist such a psychological burden upon a tortured soul who has in the past struggled with the grind of touring, let alone the added stresses of leadership, feels not just peculiar, but borderline irresponsible.
Nobody disputes Stokes' devotion to the cause. His magisterial summer of 2019, bookended by a World Cup-winning 84 at Lord's and an unbeaten 135 at Headingley, stands as irrefutable proof of the levels to which he can rouse himself for his country. But these talismanic moments conceal the fragility beneath.
In Stokes' world, there is the thinnest of lines between passion and rage. In 2014, he took anger management advice from a sports psychologist, having cost himself a World T20 place with a broken wrist caused by punching a dressing-room locker. Four years later, he faced renewed claims that he had an issue with his temper during the trial that followed his Bristol nightclub brawl, one culminating in his acquittal on a charge of affray.
There are more recent examples, too. After being taunted from the stands in Johannesburg in 2020, he told one South Africa fan who had likened him to pop star Ed Sheeran: "Say that to my face, you f------ four-eyed c---," subsequently apologising for his language. Even in the picture-perfect setting of the Sydney Cricket Ground pavilion last winter, he could not resist glowering at a well-watered Australian who dared to call him "fat".