What a difference eight minutes makes. In the 88th minute, there was pandemonium in the north-east corner of the Hill Dickinson Stadium as Manchester United’s travelling supporters and players basked in what ought to have been Benjamin Sesko’s last-gasp sucker-punch winner.After the full-time whistle, the players traipsed over again to thank a much emptier away section as Everton’s fans celebrated Ainsley Maitland-Niles’ 96th-minute equaliser. “Bitterly disappointed,” was how United boss Michael Carrick described the mood.Twice United led, and twice the three points escaped them. It was far from a perfect performance, but it was a match they could and should have won. Particularly in what could have quickly turned into a fraught atmosphere for Everton after a challenging week at the club, this was a missed opportunity to show killer instinct.Yes, Everton’s two equalisers came from superb individual finishes — first from Tyrique George in the 83rd minute, cancelling out Bryan Mbeumo’s opening goal, and secondly from substitute and new signing Maitland-Niles’ thunderous effort from the edge of the box. But those opportunities to turn the game on its head should never have been afforded by United’s game management.Everton manager David Moyes’ comments could have easily applied to United too: “We got back to one each, and I felt that if anybody was probably going to be the team who would be on top and win it, it would be us. I thought that we never really got the ball back, never really controlled the game for the minutes after that, which allowed them to get 2-1 up really.”Bruno Fernandes shows his frustration after the late equaliser (Carl Recine/Getty Images)His words could have been just as applicable to United after Sesko’s goal. An 88th-minute strike should be a winning goal. Instead, United failed to hold onto possession, could not properly clear their lines, and generally left just enough of a sense of unease to raise the volume inside the stadium. When five added minutes were initially read out, the roar of encouragement from Everton’s supporters was half-hearted. By the moments before Maitland-Niles lined up his strike, the volume had ratcheted back up, with Everton smelling blood.