I spent many many summer weekends with both of my boys playing travel ball. One in baseball began travel ball at 10, the other in soccer at 8. Neither boy ever had an iota of a chance of becoming a pro. That was never in either parents playbook. By the time they were both sophomores in HS, neither boy had a chance to play at a P5 or G5 school (NAIA, sure).
Both boys played on state championship high school teams. Both contributed. Neither starred.
So why did we play 60 games a year for 8-10 years with two kids who were clearly not gifted athletes?
One, because I believe that idle time for teenage boys produces nothing of value.
Because the kids that they associated with were all dedicated to both sport and academic achievement ... my experience was that parents of travel kids pushed their boys to excel in both areas.
Three, because my boys and I have lifetime memories of goofy road trips, bad motels, greasy food ... and all the other peripheral stuff that just can't be duplicated outside of these 20 road trips each summer.
Four, because my boys learned that to compete against the best, one had to prepare the best, pay attention to detail, outwork your competition. I think a valuable lesson for life.
Five, because my boys learned that it takes more than stars to win games. My kids were the ultimate team players. Glue for the team, on the bench or in the field.
Six, because my boys learned how not to behave as parents by watching the stupidity in the stands and through try-outs.
Seven, because my boys learned that you might not always like or agree with your employer (coach), but you have to respect them.
Eight, because my boys learned that their father and mother loved them to distraction. We didn't say 'we will do anything for you'. We did anything for them. I'm incredibly proud of the time I invested in my kids. Lost friends. Lost my tennis and golf games. Found the love of my life ... being a dad.
Nine, because there is nothing wrong with dreaming big, even if the ultimate result is never quite reached.
Ten, despite the parental insanity, the overreaching antics, the cussing and swearing of 'Christian' parents, coaching tirades, bench time, loss of positions, loss of status ... my two boys emerged from travel and high school sports as two wonderful young men.
I don't credit sport, or travel sport, for all of that which I listed above. But I would never discourage a young dad from following my steps. I might tell him to insist on a pitch count and a number of days rest between sports ... but other than that ... play ball.