I got my first taste of this over the summer. Our rec-league in Wesson (45 kids in 9-10U, 4 teams) took a legitimate rec league all-star team (12 players) to 4 USSSA tournaments in and around the Jackson area in June-July, mainly because we got out of Dixie Youth 3 years ago, we had no place for the all-stars to play. My son made the 9U team, and we played the first 'all-star' tournament at Northwest Rankin on Fathers Day weekend. We won 1 game and lost two. Our final game wasn't over until 11:30 p.m. My son and I were done at that point. No way was I going to put him or myself through that week in and week out for the rest of the summer. Plus, some of the parents on the TRAVEL teams we played were almost as fanatical as some of these McDaniel supporters. I mean, in your face loud and obnoxious to the opposing teams. I couldn't stand that one more weekend.
The other coach on the team decided to go to two more tournaments and took the remaining 9U's that wanted to keep playing and picked up a couple of 8 year olds+ a coach to go with them in my/my son's place. A couple of weeks later he called me up and asked if we could play in one more tournament to replace one that had dropped out. He said it would be good for my son's development and so forth. So, I reluctantly accepted because it was middle of summer and my son and I were bored around the house in the evenings at that point. "What could a little practice in the heat of summer hurt?" I thought.
So, we practiced 3 times during the week leading up to the tournament, and he's just not that into it-you know, dragging *** in practice, "its too hot" and all that crap. So I asked him at that point if he really wanted to play in the upcoming tourney and if he did, why was he half-assing it in practice. He said, "I really didn't want to play, but I just did it because you wanted me to."
I thought, "whoaaaaa! am I becoming one of THOSE parents?" When we got home from practice that night, I had a talk with him and told him that we were committed to play on Saturday and we were going to stick to our word so he better make the best of it.
Lo and behold, this kid of mine, who had TWO legitimate hits all during 11 games of rec ball (pitching in the league was horrible-mainly walkfests) had two doubles and drove in seven total runs in the first game and proceeded to pickup three more hits over the final two games. He even made three good plays in right field-one of which saved us in the second game.
After we lost the third (seeded) game he was ready to go to the house. It was hot, everyone was tired and had just about enough of ball for the year. So, our coach told the kids he apreciated the effort yada yada yada and that we all needed to sign up for FALL BALL that starts in September. My jaw hit the floor. He said that we'd be playing in a couple of tournaments and some games during the week. and we'd practice about 2 nights a week until the first week of November. It will be good for their development, he said.
My son pulled me toward him and said, "Ain't no way I'm doing that, Dad. Please don't sign me up for fall ball. I like baseball, but not this much of it." Of course, we aren't going to play fall ball, I said.
So, i did a little research on this travel ball thing and talked to some neighbors who are full-throttle into the travel ball. It turns out that they don't really like having to travel every weekend to Louisiana, alabama, texas and so forth to play baseball, but they are doing it 'for the kids.' They've felt pressure, too from the other parents to keep playing because their two boys are pretty good ball players.
My theory on all this is that kids today aren't 'ate up' with baseball like we were growing up in the late 70s, early 80s. If we weren't playing baseball, we played woofle ball, cup ball .... just anything we could find to hit with a stick or our hand and that required us to run bases. That was pretty much all we had. My parents loved that my brother and I played basseball, but I don't think they would have ever agreed to do travel ball.
I think most of it is driven by the parents forcing their child/children into it because they see other parents doing it and feel pressure to keep up with the baseball Joneses'. Those who put on the tournaments are just trying to make a dime, for the most part.