Sticks and stones. That's what your father always said about dealing with playground bullies. But Pops didn't realize that names can hurt, can disgrace, can deliver humiliating, gut-twisting, crushing defeat even to the most hardened of foes. Pops couldn't have imagined your friends' rowdy squeals of delight as they watch you slow-roast the enemy over unmerciful open flames. But the old man would have been proud.