Not taboo at all; I would love for this log to serve as a learning experience for others.
I have video of the injury, but don't plan to upload it until after I am fully healed (and even then it's a maybe). The community here is solid, but the internet is full of scumbags, and I know there would be at least one person that would want to delight in seeing me hurt, and it's not something I need right at this second. That said, I will include a still of the injury when I get home so people know what it looked like.
I had to carry the yoke 30'. I dropped it like inches away from the finish line. This was what made things bad. Normally, when I pick up a heavy yoke, I plant my feet, get my shoulder blades nice and tight, breathe in deep, press slowly into the cross bar until there is no more "slack" in my body, and then stand up with it.
Since I was so close, I was a total idiot, and tried to just quickly pick up the yoke and shuffle it the few inches I needed to go. This meant that, instead of distributing the load through out my entire body, I was putting all of the force on my knees. Back was loose and slack, core had no air in it, the knee joint was the only thing that was "stable", so it took ALL of the weight.
Now, there are some contributing factors at play here. Training for this contest, I had performed an 800lb yoke pick up with my yoke at home, so I got used to an even heavier weight. ADDITIONALLY, I think the weight at home may have been even more (never actually weighed my yoke, just took the creator's word for the weight, but someone else I know with the same yoke said it was 40lbs heavier than I thought). The end result was that the comp yoke felt LIGHT. I was shocked at how easy it was to pick up. This meant I wasn't respecting the weight. 775lbs may have felt light, but it was STILL 775lbs.
That in turn is endemic of my own issue of buying my own hype. Prior to the contest, I had a real bad glute injury which prevented me from walking without assistance, and over the span of the week, I rehabbed myself back to normal. I had been training hard for months and doing real well in strongman, and I just started believing I was indestructible. It's cool to think it, but at some point you gotta face reality.
My wife said something to me that really crushed me to hear, but also pointed out how bad this had gotten: "The yoke finally proved to me that you actually ARE human." She had been watching me deadlift cars and pull semis and flip 700lb tires and all sorts of other crazy things and didn't think I had any limits either. I'm still going to strive for greatness, but I'm also going to respect the challenges.
AND on top of all that, it dawns on me that I've been having some trauma in that knee for a while now. I'd experience moments where it would lock up or feel like it was going to slip out of place after a hard training session. I usually just blew it off as a sign of poor mobility, but in retrospect, it was hurting. This gives me a little solace in that the ACL blowing out was a more a question of when versus if, and I was happy I at least did it in a competition versus in training.
Phew, long response, haha. I've had a lot of time to think about this though. And yeah, in the long run, this is nothing to get upset about. I've seen people lose legs, get cancer, pass away, etc etc, and the biggest issue I have is that I can't train 100% the way I would like to train to pursue a hobby I have. I try to keep the big picture whenever possible, and know that time heals all wounds.