You're going to boil a brisket?!
Your boss:
Look, let's talk about this.
Son, it was the worst dog fight I'd ever seen. Mangy mutts fighting over boiled brisket. It's your only option, feed boiled brisket to the dogs. When an idea like this pops into your head the only option is to
Get a stick smoker, pack it full of Post oak chunks and get it going the night before. Then go out to the bar and when a pretty lady asks about your meat...
Then she'll ask what sort of rub you put on it.
And she'd say "Good, long smoke that beef at 220F, boiled brisket is like redneck haggis."
Then party the next day
Don't boil, smoke.