My two older boys are in the 15% group of kids where things worked out, though, as for everyone, Covid had its bully say, too. All are D3, so there's that.
Oldest beat out the senior heir apparent and started in CF all freshman and sophomore years. Jr. yr. Covid hit, career over due to admin decisions (as you all have heard from me ad nauseam). But he LOVED freshman year: the school, his teammates, his coaches, the academics, the other extracurriculars (use your imagination), the whole nine innings of his experience.
Middle boy also beat out heir apparent but it didn't matter until Jr. year because his frosh/soph years the school chose not to field teams in any sport due to Covid (as you all have heard from me ad nauseam). I went to Florida to watch him play on their 2020 spring break trip and ended up bringing him home halfway through it. He loved the baseball stuff, but was very unhappy otherwise. Did well academically but wished the school had legit helmet sports like hockey or football. Says those teams provide "seasoning" for the student body. In his view, they tend to be "better" partiers, don't give two cents about political stuff, they like to fish and can appreciate a good tattoo, or two. He's not seeing that with that with the fencing or squash teams. Hasn't met any equestrians yet, so maybe that will change, since they do wear helmets. The good news is he was very happy being there this year, which was a huge relief to his mom and me. I was a military brat so I moved a lot and liked it. He had lived in the same house his whole life and he really hated being so far away from home.
Youngest is heading off to the Great White North in about a month for his first year of college. His school did try to play through COVID in 2021. Not a full slate of games but at least they got on the field. He's going somewhere where he knows NO ONE, so the baseball group will be really important to him. We got lucky and had dinner here with his coach who is visiting the islands for his tenth wedding anniversary. Son got to sit next to the coach, who is 40-ish and a very cordial, kinda with-it guy. Son did great and rest of us just tried to not embarrass ourselves. So, I'm cautiously optimistic about his first year. We'll see.