I'm posting this because I think it will help everyone see the big picture approach. I was fortunate enough to get drafted out of college in 2007....Here is my story condensed.
Up to age 12 I was above the other talent in my small town. At age 12 I moved to select ball in DFW and was immediately behind the curve...too small and not strong enough. I battled size and strength all through high school as my growth spurt didn't hit until college. Sure, I had my share of HS accolades, but I wasn't where I wanted to be. When I saw my peers getting D1 offers, it wasn't much fun. I was getting nibbles but it was to small D3 schools. I took the first non-scholarship offer to a private D2 school. Those first two years were way up and then way down. I was a pitcher and I was very inconsistent. I'll add I entered my Freshman year of college with a fastball sitting at 84mph. I wasn't a "prospect". Due to various reasons, after 2 years, I transferred to one of the original D3 schools that had recruited me out of HS due to coach being a fantastic individual. I made the transfer decision without ever visiting the school or the town. I was playing summer ball in another state and couldn't make the trip, so my parents secured my apartment for me and I "walked-on" in the Fall of 2005 to the D3 school.
Junior year started off great. Fastball was now 89-90mph but I again battled inconsistency. I was getting letters from MLB scouts but by the end of the season, my #'s had dropped off and it was clear I wasn't getting drafted. I went away that summer to play again and the pieces started falling into place. Back to my Senior season and my fastball was now at 92-94. I ended my senior season with a 0.00 ERA and was striking out 2 out of every 3 batters. I was the closer so my innings pitched wasn't extremely high and probably helped with my #'s. In June, my name was called by the Jays and I was finally going to get paid to play. 2 years later, my shoulder imploded and it was over from there.
I post this because if anyone knew me in HS or the first 2 years of college, NOBODY outside of my family thought I had a shot to play professionally. That is a fact. Heck, I may not have believed it but I was dang sure working towards it. It is a magical feeling when you realize your arm can throw lasers or your bat can hit bombs. But the pieces still need to be put into place.
I battled all of the HS politics both in school and in the select organization. Looking back, the politic issues were simply I wasn't as good as my peers. There are some legitimate politics but in most cases, it's a talent issue. I'll tell anyone your Son will not make the pros or a college team at age 9-12. Remember that and allow them to learn the game.
I guess my final point is, if I can do, someone else sure can. I won't say anyone can because that isn't reality. We are not all born with dynamic athletic ability. Even if I wouldn't have gotten hurt, I still had a major mountain to climb within the pros because let me tell you, the other pitchers in my group had movement on their ball I had never seen...or a change-up that stopped at the plate, etc. There are a few Mike Trouts or Bryce Harpers and then there are the hundreds of other Colby Lewis type guys...and then there are the ones that will never make it. So sit back, enjoy the ride with your Son, and make sure your dream is not being lived through their eyes. If they want it, they will get it!