I realize this will sound pathetic in contrast to professional NFLers, but there will be some parallels given football kickers' frequent soccer backgrounds.
I used to play soccer for Emerald City as a defender in the 1990s until I was about 18/19. I was the designated penalty kicker, and--this is the part where it gets pathetic, sorry--I was ice. Just a defender and I was 2nd leading scorer on the team just from penalty kicks; I never missed.
But in the state quarterfinals, we got a PK and it just didn't feel right. I told my coach it didn't feel right--and he sloughed it off; made me take it anyway. I took it, and missed. We lost by one goal and our theretofore dominating season was over.
There is something to be said for trusting your instincts when you're a guy depended upon for accuracy, and I'm a huge fan of Pete hearing Hauschka out.