Whos Pitching For The Dodgers Tomorrow
Okay, let’s cut right to it. Who’s actually grabbing the ball for the Dodgers tomorrow? Grab your coffee—or your stress-baking supplies—because it’s time to talk pitching.
The short answer? We don’t always know until the last minute. The Dodgers love playing mystery game with us. It’s like they enjoy the suspense, right?
The Usual Suspects (If They’re Healthy)
Here’s the fun part: if nobody’s hurt (big if, I know), you’re probably looking at one of the big three. I’m talking about Clayton Kershaw, Walker Buehler, or maybe even Tyler Glasnow.
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But did you check the injury report? Please tell me you checked. Because with this team, “tomorrow’s starter” can change faster than a double-switch.
Kershaw is the sentimental favorite every time. He’s still nasty when his back doesn’t yell at him. If he’s pitching tomorrow, you’re getting a vintage craft show.
What About the Young Guns?
Maybe it’s a kid like Bobby Miller or Gavin Stone. When they’re on, it’s electric. When they’re off, you might need a beer before the second inning.
Isn’t that the thrill? You never know if you’re getting a Cy Young or a batting practice session. It’s a rollercoaster, folks.
If it’s a bullpen game, just buckle up. The Dodgers will throw five different arms at you. Your scorecard will look like a nightmare.
Check the Dodgers’ Social Media
Seriously, refresh their Twitter account five minutes before first pitch. They love to troll us with a late announcement. It’s their favorite hobby.
If you see a cryptic emoji—like a snake or a fireball—that’s your clue. Or it’s just the intern messing with us. Hard to say.
But here’s a pro tip: don’t trust the early lineups. Dodgers manager Dave Roberts changes his mind more than I change my coffee order. It’s absurd. It’s wonderful.
Let’s Talk Matchups (For Fun)
Who’s the opposing team? If it’s the Padres, expect a scuffle. Those games are always spicy. You might get a bench-clearing stare-down instead of a fastball.
If it’s the Giants, it’s pure chaos. The pitching matchup might be the second most interesting thing tomorrow. The first is which pitcher gets ejected for arguing a check swing.

You can’t win without guessing. That’s the beauty of baseball. It’s a tomorrow problem for you to solve tonight.
The “Injury” Wildcard
Look, I’m not a doctor. I just play one on the internet. But if a Dodger pitcher has a hangnail tomorrow, he’s probably “day-to-day” with “left hand soreness.”
That’s code for: “We’re saving him for October when we really need him.” Or maybe he just needs a nap. Who knows?
If someone’s name is on a postponed start list, don’t panic. Just pivot. The next guy up might be even better. Or he might give up five runs in the first. Life is exciting.
My Best Guess (With No Insight)
Right now, my gut says Buehler gets the nod. He’s been sharp lately. He’s got that hungry look in his eye. The kind that says, “I’m about to throw 97 and stare at the batter.”
But you know what? I also wouldn’t be shocked if it’s Julio Urías (if he’s activated). Or some random guy from Triple-A named “Mike” who throws like a alien. It’s the Dodgers. Expect the unexpected.
So my advice? Don’t plan your evening around a specific pitcher. Instead, plan around the chaos. That’s what makes following this team so fun.
The Bottom Line
You want a name? You want a guarantee? I can’t give you one. But I can tell you this: whoever takes the mound tomorrow will have the weight of a city on his shoulders. And a great defense behind him. That helps.
And hey, if they stink? There’s always the next game. Or the one after that. Baseball is a marathon, not a sprint. Even if it feels like a sprint sometimes.
So grab your lucky hat. Prepare your snacks. And whatever happens tomorrow, just remember: it’s only one game. Unless it’s a playoff game. Then it’s everything. But let’s not think about that.
I’ll be refreshing my phone like a maniac. You’ll be doing the same. We’re in this together. Let’s hope for a good one, huh?
