Instead, Evans elected to watch from home in Toronto to see where he was headed.
It was a long and agonizing wait for the young forward, who'd just begun his summer classes as an incoming freshman at the University of Notre Dame.
In the end, the wait proved far too tough for Evans to handle.
He gave up on refreshing NHL.com and headed out to grab a bite to eat before the Canadiens' brass ultimately secured his services in the seventh round at No. 207.
"I left because I thought the Draft was going to be over. I was a little angry. I think there were 10 picks left, so I was like, 'I'm out of here,'" revealed Evans, who was the fourth-to-last selection in the City of Brotherly Love. "I was hoping to go anywhere from the fifth to the seventh round, but I honestly thought I'd get picked. I didn't have the best year heading into it, but I thought I'd still get picked. Once you get to the last 10 picks, though, you're like, 'I've already seen guys go, so I'm probably not going.'"
When his mother, Marilyn, called to let him know that he was, in fact, a Habs draftee, his frustration quickly turned to incredible joy.
"It just flipped the switch. It was a complete 180," admitted Evans. "At first, I was thinking of the positives of not being drafted because I thought I wasn't. I was just thinking, 'If you do well enough, a few more team might want you.' Once I got picked, I kind of felt like I was a part of something and working towards something. It set goals for me to impress."