University of South Florida Herd of Thunder

University Of South Florida Herd Of Thunder

The Herd of Thunder (often called H.O.T.) is the name for the athletic bands of the University of South Florida, which includes the show band, pep band, and marching band ensembles, although it is often used to refer simply to the Marching Band. The Herd of Thunder was founded in 1999, two years after USF fielded its first football team.

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