The Kansas City Royals turned a Spring Training game into a slaughterhouse, smashing the Arizona Diamondbacks 12-1 like they were swatting flies. Bobby Witt Jr., the Royals’ 24-year-old superstar, didn’t just shine—he gloated, smirking at Arizona’s pathetic flop. “They pulled dirty moves and showed no guts,” he sneered post-game, wiping sweat off his brow. “They’re not fit to breathe our air.” Fans on X ate it up as Witt brushed off a team too lame to even fake a fight.

The beatdown was brutal from the jump. Witt kicked it off with a first-inning homer off Arizona’s starter Ryne Nelson, who looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. By the fourth, it was 8-0—Gavin Cross tripled, MJ Melendez doubled, and Witt added a two-run single, grinning like he knew Arizona was toast. The Diamondbacks tried sliding hard into bases and crowding the plate, but it was all cheap tricks, no skill. Witt, who finished 3-for-4 with four RBIs, laughed it off. “That’s all they’ve got? Sad.”

Arizona’s lone run came in the seventh—a weak single off Royals prospect Frank Mozzicato, who’d already mowed them down for three innings. By then, the crowd at Surprise Stadium was half-gone, Diamondbacks fans slinking out while Royals supporters chanted Witt’s name. “They don’t belong on our field,” Witt said, his voice dripping with scorn. “I’ve seen kids’ teams with more heart.” His teammates nodded—Salvador Pérez clapped him on the back, loving the fire.

Witt’s got reason to flex. After a .332, 32-homer 2024 that made him AL MVP runner-up, he’s the Royals’ golden boy. This spring, he’s hitting .400 with three bombs already, and today’s 12-1 rout—Kansas City’s biggest Spring Training win yet—proved he’s ready for Opening Day, March 27 against the Orioles. Arizona? They’re a mess. Nelson got shelled for six runs in two innings, and their prospects—like Blaze Alexander—whiffed like they forgot how bats work. “Total lack of guts,” Witt jabbed, smirking again.

X lit up with Royals fans piling on. “Witt just buried them—Arizona’s a joke,” one posted. Another tweeted, “12-1? More like men vs. boys.” Diamondbacks manager Torey Lovullo stayed quiet, but his team’s 2024 collapse (89-73, no playoffs) looks even worse now. Witt didn’t care—he strutted off, tossing his glove like Arizona wasn’t worth another thought. “They can’t touch us,” he bragged. With Matt Quatraro grinning on the sidelines, Kansas City’s sending a message: 2025’s theirs, and scrubs like the Diamondbacks better step aside—or get crushed again.