There was a day and time when I would have bet my weight in baseballs that no sane adult would try to sue an eleven year old because they were hit by an errant pitch. I think I was around eleven. Fast forward about forty years and it’s clear that I would lose that bet today.
That being said, I like to think that I would really feel bad if I were an eleven year old little leaguer who’d hit someone in the head with a bad throw. But if I were the judge hearing this case, I ‘d be more than happy to hit her on the head (repeatedly) with the God-damn book!