Broncano and Lalachus greeted Pedroche and Chicote from TVE and those from Antena 3 answered them: this is how the battle was

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From the heights of Puerta del Sol, where the neon signs dance among the smoke of churros and the echo of nocturnal laughter, a New Year’s Eve night was experienced that bordered on the surreal. There they were, like tightrope walkers on the Tío Pepe sign, David Broncano and Lalachus, two figures that seem to have been sculpted by irony. On the highest roof of public television, they were in charge of turning the chimes of Televisión Española into an evening between spectacle and grotesque.

Broncano and Lalachus greeted live and from TVE to Pedroche and Chicote. The presenter of The Revolt and his partner ate the grapes for the first time on TVE, getting the Antena 3 presenters to send them a greeting: “This is illegal,” said Broncano. With the Puerta del Sol clock in the background, the comedian and comedian led the end of the year chimes in the last minutes of 2024 with a broadcast faithful to their provocative style.

In the last broadcast of the year and in direct competition against Cristina Pedroche’s chimes, Lalachus and his “boss” laughed at everything. “David is the most crazy person in Spain. He arrived 10 minutes early and said ‘I’m going to present from the roof,'” Lalachus said. Broncano was in one of the highest areas of the building, next to the Tío Pepe sign and the La Revuelta bass drum, where the televisions cover the chimes.

The presenters took the opportunity to speak out about the housing problem in Spain, the DANA tragedy and hate messages on social networks. But what should not surprise us is that they sent greetings to all their colleagues and competing networks. The camera and program production team began to play live on Cristina Pedroche and Alberto Chicote, who were on the roof of the annex building. “This is illegal,” Broncano repeated. “Can you imagine that we put them on a split screen?” said the TVE presenters. Broncano began calling them with a megaphone. “They have seen us and they have not said anything,” exclaimed Lalachus. “On the one hand, it’s a little ugly because it’s distracting, but this is funny,” commented Broncano. The Antena presenters greeted their rivals “We send you kisses, we love you!” Broncano shouted, congratulating them on 2025. “We made history. I’m going to cry,” Lalachus concluded.

In a neighboring building, Cristina Pedroche and Alberto Chicote performed their now classic ceremony of excess on Antena 3. A few meters of physical distance separated both teams, but the conceptual gap was an abyss: on one side, Pedroche’s pompous circus; on the other, the cloying mania of Broncano and company of alluding to the opposite without asking permission. It was a scene worthy of a picaresque novel: a comedian standing on the roof, accompanied by the bass drum of La Revuelta, shouting to the crowd like a comedy preacher.

Between the jokes and jokes, Broncano and Lalachus allowed themselves to send messages with a certain social weight. They talked about the housing problem in Spain, the DANA tragedy and hate messages on social networks. But any hint of seriousness was quickly dissolved into a laugh or a sarcastic comment.

The most delirious moment of the night came when Broncano, megaphone in hand, decided to greet his “neighbors” from Antena 3. While the TVE camera team was clicking live on the image of Pedroche and Chicote, Broncano commented: “This is illegal “Can you imagine we put them on split screen?” There they were, two rival chains turned gossipy neighbors who looked out the window to greet each other and jokingly mock each other.

“They saw us and they didn’t say anything,” lamented Lalachus with feigned indignation, while his partner insisted on drawing the attention of the Antena 3 presenters. Finally, Pedroche and Chicote, faithful to their role as hosts of the extravaganza, responded to the greeting. “We send you kisses, we love you!” they exclaimed from their rooftop. And then, as if the irony were not enough, Lalachus proclaimed with laughter: “We made history. I’m going to cry.”

The gesture of Pedroche and Chicote had an unexpected point of humanity, as if for an instant the barrier of “spectacle at all costs” was broken to give way to a moment of complicity between competitors. But of course, what for some was a nice nod, for others it was still a meta-comedy: a state channel spending minutes attacking (making jokes?) its private rival.

Meanwhile, the Puerta del Sol clock continued marking the passage of time, impassive before the back-and-forth of interchannel jokes and greetings. Between Broncano’s satire and Pedroche’s baroque dresses, the chimes became secondary, a mere pretext for the media circus to unfold its tent of lights and colors. When the grapes finally arrived, each chain fulfilled its ritual in its own way. On TVE, Broncano and Lalachus gobbled them up with jokes and laughter, with a couple of improvised jokes about the difficulty of eating them on time. On Antena 3, Pedroche and Chicote continued with their staging, crowning the night with a riot of brilliance and solemnity that bordered on the operatic. In the end, the night left a strange feeling, as if all the participants—presenters, viewers, even the watch itself—were aware of the absurdity of the show, but decided to go ahead anyway. Because, after all, what would New Year’s Eve be without a little excess and ridiculousness?

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