That's Fitzpatrick's career. The show's premise is "plucky quarterback from Harvard teaches the NFL what a brainy guy can do." It's a fish-out-of-water comedy: Fresh Prince of Bel-Air with a dash of MacGyver!
In each episode, Fitzpatrick arrives in a new town, impresses everyone with his pluck and his Harvard degree, scrambles around for a few games, sprays some passes in the general vicinity of his receivers, generates superficially decent statistics and ultimately comes up short when asked to do anything but beat the teams any quarterback should beat. His team learns a valuable lesson about trying to get by with a journeyman quarterback who isn't really any good, and it bids Fitzpatrick farewell.
Next episode, next town and no one remembers what happened in the last episode. Say, this plucky quarterback has to be able to help us. He's from Harvard!
The Texans endured an episode of The Fitzpatrick Show last season and then learned what the Bills and Titans figured out before them: 1980s television was static and boring, and it's better to attempt something more ambitious and fail then to settle for a mediocre status quo every week.