[Exile on Spencer St]

We might have caught the same Ribble bus from Melbourne St to Manchester in those days, Chimer!
The comparison of Sean McConville with Johnny Aston is a good one, in three respects at least.
Not only was he a relative (son!) of the United coach, he also had rather a good player on the other wing, whose skill he could rarely match and with whom he was inevitably but unfairly compared.
You're right he played a blinder at Wembley in 1968, but, I suggest, otherwise rarely proved a match winner.