She parked the car and turned to her boy. “You’ve got work to do. You’re not gonna let this guy bully you around ever again,” she told him. “Go.” Brooks wiped off tears and toddled to the front door of his rival’s house as his mother stayed in the driver’s seat. He knocked. The kid’s mother answered. Brooks asked for her son. She left to get him. The son came out … “… And I wail on him,” Brooks said.