mamás aficionadas al fútbol soccer manejando millones de minivans

minivans, en México

supongo que hace mención de las minivans porque transportan a equipos enteros de este deporte

Quizás se deba a que en los últimos 20 años, el fútbol [que en inglés llaman soccer] ha ido suplantado al béisbol como el deporte favorito para niños pequeños en los suburbios de Estados Unidos. A su vez, esto ha creado el término soccer mom para describir aquellas mamás que le sirven de chofer, nana, y hada madrina a las ligas infantiles de fútbol, aunque el significado demográfico es que las soccer moms tienden a ser de clase media-alta y de política “liberal”. En las últimas elecciones presidenciales, por ejemplo, los analistas políticos daban por hecho que las soccer moms estaban con Al Gore, el candidato demócrata.

http://mensual.prensa.com/mensual/contenido/2002/06/23/hoy/o...

Hola Oswaldo,

La primera respuesta (madres aficionadas al fútbol) es definitivamente errónea. Las otras dos dan la explicación exacta del significado de este término.

En cuanto a su traducción, yo he oído algunas veces la expresión "madres del fútbol", aunque es una traducción literal. Pero yo la he oído en televisión y la he leído en algunos periódicos.

Si buscas en Internet encontrarás algunas referencias, aunque pocas, y algunas veces van acompañadas de la expresión en inglés, que es la realmente conocida.

Espero que te sirva de ayuda.

Suerte, y hasta pronto

Pere

Personalmente, lo dejaría tal como está. Siento que lo que sigue esté en inglés pero si tienes tiempo para leerlo, verás por qué creo que es mejor no intentar traducirlo. Está en la misma línea que las demás explicaciones, pero desde un punto de vista personal. Y hay dos razones por las que conducen minivans o SUV's: porque tienen dinero para comprarselos y porque caben muchos niños y alguna madre juntos.

Soccer Moms describe themselves
Six years ago, with the help of a good friend who came into our little town as a soccer person, we started a soccer league in our Northwest Georgia county. Never in all of its existence had there been this kind of "football" in our county. "King Football" (the American kind) had always reigned supreme. Countians wanted to know who were these weird people that wanted that funny game started in our town? The county's newly organized soccer league quickly became the main topic of conversation over breakfast at Jim's Resturant. As the years have gone by our soccer league continues to grow--regardless of the diehards that still don't like it, but even some of the old diehards have come to love the game as their children and grandchildren are now players. None of them have yet to learn all the rules of the game, but their spirit is now in the right place and they just yell right along with us.
Last year one of the county's local high schools got a new head coach and atheletic director who established soccer teams in the school--first time in the school's history. (We wanted to kiss his feet!) Unfortunately at the high school that my son attends we were told no way in H--- would soccer ever come into our school. Well--we got a new principal who was "pro" soccer and my nickname is RPM (Real Pushy Mom) and I didn't let that other administrator steer me off my course. It has been a battle, a really hard battle, but my son just played his first JV soccer game--he said it was the happiest day of his life. What motivated me? All the early morning practices, the cold weather and freezing on the sidelines, the hot weather and all the sweating, no bleachers to sit on, the banged up knees, losing a game because of a bad call, a broken arm, having no funds provided by the school? NO! It was my son, a couple of years younger who, at the 1996 Olympic Soccer games, looked up at me and said, "One day mom--that will be me!" THAT is the spirit in which I lovingly dedicate myself as a diehard "SOCCER MOM!"
--Paula Easter-Chamlee, Georgia
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As a mother of three daughters who all play soccer, I found myself on the sidelines of soccer games up to nine times a week. Living in Eugene, Oregon it was very typical that I would be out in the freezing rain. One day as I froze I thought to myself "Why can't someone invent a waterproof blanket?" Later that week I made a blanket with one side being waterproof material and the other side a beautiful printed fleece. I added some snaps and was able to create sleeves. Now I was able to wear it standing on the sidelines or lay it flat on wet grass for the kids to sit on. Two years later I was able to quit my job and start my own company making and marketing the Pacific Poncho. I still have to spend a lot of time on the soccer field but now I'm warm and dry.
--Jennifer Moss, Oregon
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