Disclaimer: my Twins memories begin with the 1991 World Series Highlights VHS (that baby should've won an Oscar and is available on Youtube). And this is favorites, not best
C: Mauer
1B: Morneau
2B: Knoblauch (if you never heard anything about him after 1997, he was really fun to watch). If he's disqualified for his post-Twins-career shenanigans, then Dozier
3B: For one season, Sano's all-star year. For their Twins career, Koskie
SS: Correa (that throw home might be the best sporting moment I've ever witnessed in person. And we at least got to pretend that we were a Big Boy Team for once when he signed)
LF: 2019 Rosario, I guess (can Hunter slide over to left?). Maybe the chalk outline they put on the Metrodome wall for Butch Huskey
CF: Buxton (close call over Hunter). Unlike Knoblauch, Puckett has more viable replacements behind him to make up for the post-career icky-ness of it all
RF: Cuddyer
DH: Cruz
DH2: Thome (I don't care, I'm inventing the position for him, simply for shutting Hawk Harrelson up for an entire trip around the bases)
DH (nice guy edition): I had a college football teammate get drafted by the Twins and spend a few years in their system (he's also now a surgeon and an incredibly nice guy. Some people are just good at everything, the jerk.) Anyway, he got a chance to meet major leaguers on rehab assignments every now and then. When Rondell White joined his team for a spell, he took the entire team out to dinner and couldn't have been more friendly and helpful. I felt that deserves a shout out here
Utility: La Tortuga (the clip of him scoring from first against the Yankees was a modern art masterpiece)
Backup C: Redmond (smell 'em)
SP: Johan, Radke, Pablo, Morris, The Summer Of Liriano (I thought we were watching a mutant pitch that year)
Closer: Guardado (Nathan was better, but Eddie was more fun to watch)
Bullpen (nice guys edition): once upon a time, a 9 year old Hambino and his family road tripped to KC for a series against the Royals. For the first and only time, we tried to get autographs after the game. Little brother dropped his baseball and it started rolling toward the team bus. Out of nowhere, Rick Aguilera sprints after it, gets it before it disappears underneath, signs it, and hands it back to him. Also, Mark Guthrie made every extra effort to sign my ball even though my crappy pen wasn't working. Even wiped it off on his shirt. They didn't have to do these things, so they get a shout out here
Bullpen (local guys edition): Neshek and his funky motion, Varland pitching like a wrestler, Perkins for reinventing himself so successfully as both an effective reliever and fun TV personality (my old college teammate also interacted with him when he was still a starter and on a rehab assignment, and let's just say the experience wasn't exactly the same as with Rondell White)
Manager: Kelly (Cigar + Zubaz + Titles = GOAT)
GM: McPhail (Ryan disqualified for not going for it at the 2006 deadline)
Owner: N/A