I have picked up off the ground a pod and a foosball rod with decapitated players which made me think about mass sport, anonymous bodies, interchangeable people, the crowd as commodity, collective identity stripped of individuality. I have added plastic workshop figures who indicate labour, the working body, industry, repetition, the dignity and invisibility of manual work. I have filled the long pod with micro tools: the pod that births tools instead of seeds; nature as production, or production as something organic and inevitable. The workers occupy the middle, busy and anonymous. The foosball rod sits at the bottom as the endpoint of the entire productive chain: the body as entertainment. In this era of soccer stars these players are just byproducts of late capitalism.