If watching young basketball players being recruited into the professional leagues is not a regular pastime, the WNBA draft — and its NBA counterpart — might easily call to mind those long ago elementary school days when students lined up in a row and waited to be picked by a discerning team captain with a mildly sadistic streak. Who’s chosen first? Who’s picked second? Who will bear the agony of being a grudging final selection? The timeless ritual celebrates speed and grace; and at the professional level, it can set the stage for future wealth, fame and influence.