Was coming back to Miramar after a night hop and on approach control there was a Marine H-46 from Pendleton that was having an emergency and was asking for vectors to Miramar for a roll-on landing. We were in the fuel pits when he was on short final, so we turned up Tower frequency when he was handed off to them. The first thing that Tower said was: "Marine XXXX, say you intentions." To which came the reply of a guy who had been working his ass off for much too long: "I'm gonna get this sumbitch on the ground, shut it down and go have a beer!"
The Approach controllers at San Diego Approach were usually pretty cool guys. One time we were approaching the southern check-in point, about 35 miles southwest of the coast (called Sierra), when we heard the agitated voice of an A-4 driver from VC-7 (back when the Navy had active duty composite squadrons to drag the gunnery rag and play bogie for ships): "Approach, Jackstay 2 at Sierra with a hydraulic failure. I'm requesting immediate landing at Miramar."
The controller in a very calm voice replied: "Roger Jackstay 2, head 060, descend and maintain one-one-thousand, squawk 4262." (Which was pretty much vectors and altitudes that everyone was given on checkin). The A-4 drivers voice went up a couple of notches with "No, you don't understand.... I've got a hydraulic failure.!" To which the controller calmly replied: "Roger, Jackstay 2, You're number TWO in the emergency pattern following a Topgun T-38 with a generator failure. Head 060 and maintain one-one-thousand."