This has to be a wind up, right? No? Really? He played 32 times, he scored twice and did very little else, yet here is is, wedged in between the obviously ironic nominations of Kingsley Black and Mustapha Carayol.
Asamoah signed for the Imps after falling out with then Mansfield Town boss Carlton Palmer. He was lightning quick and showed lots of promise but struggled badly with finding the back of the net. Both his goals came at Sincil Bank, one in a 2-1 win over Oxford and another in a 3-1 win against Chester. His performance in that game prompted Chester to take him on loan where he scored four times, as many goals in just 17 games as he managed in 43 for Lincoln. Since then he’s played in a couple of different countries and represented Ghana four times, scoring once. He popped up again at Carlisle a few seasons ago after his nomadic wanderings took him to France, Scotland, Bulgaria and South Korea.
Asamoah always threatened to be a potent force in League Two for City, but he was found wanting when we needed him most. He was quick, one of the quickest players I’ve ever seen for Lincoln. He did have bundles of pace in his locker though, but a lack of end product contributed to his abysmally low goal count. I don’t have his assist stats, but having been at most games he played in I’d wager you could count them on one hand.
When he left Keith Alexander echoed my comments; “I’m sorry to see him go as he’s been a good servant to the club, albeit at times you want more of an end product. He’s a crowd pleaser and a likeable lad and I wish him all the best.”
So there’s this Lincoln City website that is running a vote to find the greatest wingers the readers have seen at Lincoln and it has the temerity to put Dave Smith and Alan Harding in the same group as Derek Asamoah and bloody Mustapha Carayol. Unreal. I almost feel like quitting.
You know what? This might have been a serious nomination, hence me putting a little picture up, but there’s no way I’m going to have a member of the 2010/11 squad in the voting for the best of anything. Sure, Carayol was a good player but if he was that good maybe he could have put some more effort in and stopped us going down.
Now here’s another like Carayol who could quite easily have been one of the all time greats, had he bothered turning up half the time. Again, he’s no right to be listed with Dave Smith or Gareth Ainsworth, but someone nominated him and therefore I’ll include him here.
When I think of my ‘ideal’ footballer I think of a strong and powerful winger, equally as comfortable playing through the middle. They’ll have the raw physique that allows them to compete with rough full backs, but they’ll have a splash of flair and trickery about them too. Crucially they would be a goal threat and always show an exemplary attitude and complete commitment to the cause. Dany N’Guessan was almost that footballer. Almost.
When Steve Evans said in the press he felt John Schofield had been an ‘armchair scout’ when signing Dany, I understood his point. We first witness the young Frenchman playing for Evans on loan from Rangers and I’m not sure John Deehan’s contacts extended as far as Auxerre or Glasgow. However, once we’d seen him we decided, like Lee Beevers before him, that he was going to be ours.
I was excited to see Dany play for Lincoln; I couldn’t understand what the catch was. He had it all, and as he settled in I was hoping that we’d see what he could do on a consistent basis. Unfortunately, with Dany that was where he lacked.
He struggled to settle at all in the first few months and didn’t show the sort of form that had made him popular at York Street. It soon appeared that when he was good, he was very good. When he was bad he may as well not have been there. At the height of his game he was unplayable, able to beat men at will, fire in shots from all angles and generally look a cut above anyone on the field. The other 80% of the time we essentially had ten men.
Throughout the transfer window of early 2009 he suddenly found form scoring 6 in 10 games right up until early March. Then like on so many occasions he went missing for the latter part of the season. Leicester City agreed with my view that there was a quality player in there, and at the end of the season he left. Few shed any tears.
Since then he’s made a good living from threatening quality only to fail to deliver on a regular basis. It’s a crying shame that a player I firmly believe could have played Premiership football seemed unable to apply himself enough to showcase his talents.
Tomorrow: Another Keith-era winger who suffered terribly from injuries, a National League winner or two and a plyer who represented us from 1958-1961 and would probably beat all of the entrants on this page if you had ever seen him play. Then, finally, you can vote for Dave Smith.