The first myth about competitive youth sports is they’re just for the kids, building character, teaching teamwork, imparting life lessons. They’re not. They’re really for the adults, making them feel worthwhile as parents, allowing them to boast to co-workers at the water cooler Monday morning, allowing them to post team photos on Facebook with medals and braces glistening in the sunlight.
Basking in reflected glory, the shrinks call it.
The second myth is that successful youth teams are the wholesome residue of coaching and hard work. Sometimes they are. But more integral to victory is filling your roster with kids who may or may not be from the neighborhood but were born in the months immediately after the age cut-off or grew early.