The Blackhawks have a title to defend, the Bulls have a certain MVP point guard back, and the circus is back next month (!), so needless to say, the United Center is going to be the place to be for the next few months. With that in mind, this hard-won wisdom will make sure you get the most out of your UC experience.
Don't pay for parking. If someone else happened to hook you up with a parking pass, great, but otherwise there's plenty of street parking that's perfectly close by. You could use at least a little exercise before you drink and watch other people exercise.
Don't tell people to meet you at the Michael Jordan statue. Everyone tries to meet at the Jordan statue. Half the time it's nowhere near your gate. Also, it's impossible to find anyone and you'll invariably end up photobombing some German tourists. Which is the only upside
Do meet at the gate. More specifically, meet INSIDE the first set of doors at the gate, which will protect you from the elements while waiting for that one dude who is always running late because his "boss gave him some last minute assignment". Your friend lies a lot. This doesn't necessarily have to do with sporting events, but maybe you should consider new friends
Don't get pizza. Look, stadium concessions are invariably overpriced. Complaining about them is pointless and cliched. And yet, doesn't there have to be some point at which the population draws the line and says "no"? Shelling out $17, or whatever they charge, for DiGiorno Pizza, is that line.
Do get Italian beef. The product is surprisingly respectable, the giardiniera is refreshingly spicy, and the portion is substantial as stadium fare goes. If you're avoiding the red meat, that's kind of lame, but the similarly-styled turkey pastrami is pretty tasty nonetheless
Do scream like a maniac through the entire anthem at a Blackhawks game. No explanation needed.
Don't start screaming and cheering before the word "free" at a Bulls game. Or any other game, while we're at it. The Blackhawks' anthem is its own special phenomenon. In any other context, premature merriment is obnoxious. Unless Jim Cornelison happens to be singing.