ESPN's 'NFL Live' to broadcast on location in Nashville at 'Tight End University' camp Tuesday
ESPN's "NFL Live" will do its first live broadcast from Nashville on Tuesday, June 24 on location at the "Tight End University" camp founded by George Kittle, Travis Kelce and Greg Olsen.
TEU is heading into its fifth year as a Nashville-based summer event. More than 70 tight ends have been announced as participants in this year's festivities, including Tennessee Titans rookie Gunnar Helm. In addition to Kelce, Kittle and Olsen, other top tight ends announced as participants for 2025 include Las Vegas Raiders standout Brock Bowers and Arizona Cardinals star Trey McBride.
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"NFL Live" will broadcast from the camp's practice field at Vanderbilt from 3-4 p.m. CT with TV personalities Laura Rutledge and Dan Orlovsky anchoring the set and interviewing players from the camp. "NFL Live" has previously done on-location shows from events like the Super Bowl, Pro Bowl and NFL draft, but this will be the first time the show has made a summer excursion to Nashville.
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"TEU" has been held in Nashville every year since 2021 and is billed as an event where the best tight ends in the game can help train and foster the next generation at the position while growing community among the top players in the sport. A concert billed as "Tight Ends And Friends" will follow the festivities, scheduled at Brooklyn Bowl for 8:30 p.m. on June 24.
Nick Suss is the Titans beat writer for The Tennessean. Contact Nick at nsuss@gannett.com. Follow Nick on X, the platform formerly called Twitter, @nicksuss.
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